[ti]Open[/ti]As the sun rises

[gingersnapsdacat]

Red dawn over Sharp Mountain was sitting in the camp, her long black tail tightly wound around her paws. Soon, she would depart, and perform her duty as a prey-hunter. However, the young she-cat waited, hoping to find one of her tribemates who would accompany her. At very least, she hoped that one of her fellow prey-hunters would feel like hunting in a similar place. 
OOC
Please notice her!

[silverfang218]

Tree that Bends’ day had been slow; she hadn’t found a group to go with thus far and the home-guard always prefered to accompany hunters rather than staying behind at home. Tree smiles as she notices Red Dawn over Sharp Mountain looking around like they are looking for someone to go with. “Hey, you going hunting or fishing? Mind if I come with?” Tree asks hopefully, trotting over with a spring in her step.

[gingersnapsdacat]

A voice greeted the pointed ears of the young prey-hunter, causing her to look up into the deep green eyes of Tree that Bends. Red Dawn over sharp Mountain did not know her very well, but she had heard that Tree was an excellent cave-guard.  
"Oh, yes actually. I was just looking for someone to accompany...strenth in numbers, you know."
In addition to this, Mountain had a semi-irrational fear of being completely on her own. Thanks to that, she always took at least one other with her when hunting. 
The small she-cat got to her paws, and began t move towards the entrance, when she realized that she had not even said who she was. She twisted on her paws, which nearly caused her to fall over into the dark-pelted Oriental. 
"Umm...I am Red Dawn over Sharp Mountain..."

[Miss Tactical]

Snow that falls from Sky had been roaming the camp, she showed a couple of to-bes some great fishing techniques, and enjoyed watching them practice. She chuckled softly as she noticed Mountain sitting by herself. Blue eyes looking ahead, she strode over delicately, paws landing softly, almost silent. She twitched her whiskers in greeting. It was a nice day, although the sun was difficult to see over the thick canopy and stone, she could feel the warmth on her paws. The thick forest was naturally cooler in temperature compared to areas that were more open, but today, she could tell by the warmer air that was nice.

Good morning!" Her greeting was warm and soft. She noticed Tree had come over as well. "Shall we go hunting? Where to today?"She mewed. She sat down wrapping her tail around her paws, waiting for the group to lead the way.

[silverfang218]

Tree dips her head in a thanks, grateful for being able to go out on a hunting trip; she nods again in response to the strength in numbers comment. Tree follows as Mountain starts to exit their home on silent paws, a slight smile of excitement on her kittyface. As Tree is worthless at hunting, watching the prey-hunters work their magic never gets old to the young home-guard.

As Mountain nearly causes herself to fall, Tree sweeps up beside her to catch her (kind of) if she falls. “You alright?” Is her first response, though as Mountain introduces herself, Tree’s whiskers twitch. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Tree that Bends.” Tree’s ears swivel towards a new voice, one belonging to a prey-hunter. “Good morning.” At the questions from the newcomer, Tree looks towards Mountain. The decision of where they are going is completely up to the hunters; Tree is merely here to follow.

[gingersnapsdacat]

Mountain nodded quickly, assuring the cave-guard that her awkward stumble was not a sign o some sort of issue. "Yep. Yep. I'm good! Im good...Nice to meet you Tree."
The young she-cat flashed a tiny, yet sincere, smile at the dark she-cat, then glanced over to Snow that falls from sky, another Prey-hunter who appeared to be joining them.
"Hello Snow." 
She could tell that the others were waiting for her to decide the best place to go hunting. Luckily, with the arrival of Snow, she was able to push that responsibility onto her.
"Umm...Where do you think? Deepwood or Swiftwater?"

[Miss Tactical]

Snow twitched her whiskers thinking about where the best place to hunt at this time of day would be. She knew with the slight thawing fish would be plentiful, and boy it would have been nice to have a nice fish in her stomach. You can really only get fish in the warmer seasons, and even then you have to pick the right day and time. Tree however, wasn't used to hunting in the rushing waters and it would have been extremely dangerous to navigate for those who weren't used to it.

She lifted herself to her paws ever so slightly, a cheery mew escaping her maw. "How about the forest, we have a guard, and it's easy hunting. You can't go wrong." Snow mewed. "The waters are dangerous if you don't know how to navigate them properly. There are calm spots but the best fish are in the rapids." She licked her muzzle just thinking about it. She made a mental note that she would have to come back to the waters later if that is what they chose to do.

[silverfang218]

Tree dips her head, taking a couple steps back as Mountain regains her footing. She gives Mountain a small, relieved smile. Tree stays silent as the hunters decide where to hunt; crossing the Swiftwater was never Tree’s favorite activity, as the home-guard has always been most comfortable with a strong tree or the solid ground beneath her paws

Tree quietly looks between Mountain and Snow, not wanting interfere. She listens eagerly, though; she looks rather excited. She woke this morning with energy buzzing in her paws, but she won’t be running any of it off in here at home. She dips her head in favor of Snow’s words; it would be hard for the guard to protect the hunters from the Swiftwater. Deepwood is certainly Tree’s preferred choice. She turns to look at Mountain to see the other she-cat's reaction to the suggestion.

[gingersnapsdacat]

Mountain listened intently to Snow.
The Deepwood...
Those towering trees were the very place that Mountain had once found herself hopelessly lost. She had wandered aimlessly, trying to find her way home. Luckily, a group of prey-hunters had heard her calls, and rescued her.
However, the shy she-cat could not help but know that what Snow said was correct. It would provide amazing hunting, especially, when they were going in a group. Plus, the prospect of crossing the raging waters sent a sharp chill down her spine. Even if she was more sure-footed, which she was not, her small size put her at a greater risk of being swept off her paws, and cascading down into the hungry waters. 
"You're right Snow," she said, her mind made up, "the Deepwood is our bet bet."
Then, she turned to the cave-guard.
"That is okay with you, right?"