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Post by blood on Jun 2, 2008 23:10:09 GMT -5
Foxpaw wondered around the forest, Where to go? he thought as he closed his eyes. Hmm.....How about Silent Stones! He raced toward the stone but slowed to a walk as he got closer. He opened his mouth to taste the air. Mouse, and theres something else...cat. He lowered in a hunters crouch a slow moved forward. His prey just seconds away from him. He leaped, but the mouse had all ready dashed for the nearest rock. "Fox-dug!" he spat. Now about that cat... Who was it? But before he could research he heard a soft scuttling noise. More Mouse! He thought as once again he lowered his body. This time he lunged and caught the soft body in his mouth. He felt the warm body go limp.
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Post by xx.java on Jun 3, 2008 15:04:56 GMT -5
"Fox-dung!"
Smilopaw awoke, startled from his nap. His back stiffened, making the already tall ruff hilllike. Rising to his paws with the utmost of caution, he crept noiselessly along the grass, weaving through trees, to the Silent Stones. At his destination he narrowed his eyes and glued his body to a ground. It was...
Foxpaw, hunting. Smilopaw felt a wave of humiliation crash over him. Stupid!
Shaking his rough fur, Smilopaw stood up. "Hey Foxpaw- did you catch anything?" |
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Post by (§)Silvey(§) on Aug 4, 2008 18:17:17 GMT -5
It had been awhile since she'd gone hunting by herself. Usually she was accompanied by a warrior or one of her siblings. As a result she relished in the chance to finally hunt by herself. Besides, it gave her something to do that didn't include smelly, crabby elders and their bedding.
Alas, it was not to be. The moment she had reached Silent Stones she knew that her fantasy of a quiet outing by herself was just that: a fantasy. The wind carried the scents of her denmates. Smilopaw and Foxpaw. "Hey," she greeted with false enthusiasm. Ivorypaw smiled at them, cursing them inwardly.
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