First - you are here Next- https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1099707818/ Original- https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1091836844/ Decided to put this into comic format as that seems to be how the original version was before being adapted for scratch.
All art and script by @9rainbowtails Fullscreen recommended as the quality is very poor Maybe this will be useful to theorists? Script (read if hard to see): Loampaw drops prey down onto the prey pile Fogshade: Really? That’s all you caught? Loampaw: I don’t see you out hunting, Fogshade Fogshade: I’m old Loampaw: Oh yeah! How did I ever forget!? Old. Old fart. Creaky. Fogshade: Stop that. Loampaw: Old, old fleabag Fogshade: Loampaw, I swear to starclan - Loampaw approaches Fadedstar Loampaw: Fadedstar, I have a concern. Why have you only been sending me on hunting patrols? Why not some of our other clanmates? Fadedstar: It can’t be helped. You’re just so good at hunting. Loampaw: Oh well, if it can’t be helped. Guess I’ll have to keep hunting for everyone. Fadedstar: Yay! - Loampaw takes Clearpaw out on patrol Loampaw: Thanks for joining me on this patrol, Clearpaw. It has been awful lonely hunting all by myself. Clearpaw: It’s no biggy. Woah what's this? Clearpaw points at a dark mud puddle Loampaw: Don’t touch that! It’s death mud. If you touch it you die. Clearpaw: Oh. Loampaw: Doesn’t Glasspelt teach you anything? Death mud is like the first thing we learn about. Talk about a close call. Come on Clearpaw. Loampaw continues on the patrol but Clearpaw pauses to stare at the mud
