Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27823669-20160605165805/@comment-27798784-20160610001225

Dovepaw glanced around boredly, then decided to go hunt, padding out of the camp enterance and past the stream. She tasted the air and caught the scent of a squirrel, then spotted it. She dropped into a hunting crouch and moved forward carefully, making sure not to step on any twigs or leaves. It was a big squirrel, and if she caught it all on her own she'd surely be praised. Dovepaw leaped, but missed. The squirrel took off running and she chased after, hot on its heels- until she crashed into a familiar gold-and-black pelt. ''Oh no. ''"Erm, hello there Bumblepaw! Sorry about that..." She meowed, feeling her pelt grow hot with embarrasement. "Didn't mean to crash into ya."