08-11-2019, 02:01 PM
Vathmos' ears laid back as Wormwood got up on the tree, her lips rising in a small snarl. Her fur and her mohawk raised, slight hits of electricity crackling around her. If she could use her power to jump up, perhaps she could snatch the raccoon out of the tree. She turned her attention back to the prey, as it was getting worried with the increasing presence of her clanmates. The raccoon continued chittering, its attention on Wormwood, hackles raised. It started moving between branches, intent on moving to the next tree. "I want that now." The raccoon was closer to her, and it would give her the energy to hunt down bigger prey. Her ears perked up as the others spoke, looking up and following the raccoon with her eyes. "Perseus is right, Worm... Why don't you grab it?"
Vathmos hummed and Leroy's suggestion, tail wagging. "I know, I just want a smaller bite to eat first."
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