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Post by Rabbitfur on Mar 31, 2012 12:40:32 GMT -5
A gray/brown mixed tom walked out of PrarieClan camp. Rabbitfur was off hunting. The tom padded in the tall, parched grass and looked for any sign of prey. He breathed in and smelled heather, but no rabbits. {lazy}
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Post by Heatherstar on Mar 31, 2012 13:08:04 GMT -5
"Hey, Rabbitfur. Mind if I join you?" Heatherstar whispered beside him.
She had approached quietly, as not to disturb him. The gray and white
she-cat was glad that she had appointed the tom as her deputy. She
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Post by Rabbitfur on Mar 31, 2012 13:13:54 GMT -5
Rabbitfur jumped slightly. " Oh, hi, Heatherstar. Yes, you may join. It will bring in more prey." he meowed quietly, giving her a warm smile. He looked around, searching for any in coming scents. But, none came to his nostrils.
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Post by Heatherstar on Mar 31, 2012 14:51:21 GMT -5
Heatherstar smiled and cast her senses out to the territory beyond.
It seemed Rabbitfur couldn't scent any prey close to them. She cast her
senses even farther, almost to the edge of the territory. On the
large plain, about 10 tree lengths towards ForestClan territory, a mouse
was full of young mice. Their scrabbling could be heard. Heatherstar pointed towards the nest with her tail, asking him if he could hear it
too. |
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Post by Rabbitfur on Mar 31, 2012 14:57:20 GMT -5
Rabbitfur listened and nodded. He started silently in that direction, making sure Heatherstar was following. About 10 tree lengths from ForestClan territory he spotted a mouse. The tom crouched down an stalked forward.
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