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Hunting
May 21, 2007 17:43:43 GMT -5
Post by fernstar on May 21, 2007 17:43:43 GMT -5
Fernstar crouched low to the ground. Her eyes fixed on a plump mouse. The thaw had just arrived and already newleaf had released the stress of the forest. prey roamed freely around searching for nuts unaware of the danger that lurked in the shadows. Fernstar prepared to pounce on the helpless piece of prey. In an instant she had caught it. Her eyes gleamed with triumph as she buried it so that she could pick it up on her way back. Once again she went of in search of prey.
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Hunting
Jun 27, 2007 13:16:52 GMT -5
Post by Cinder on Jun 27, 2007 13:16:52 GMT -5
Treepelt darted fprward, scraping his teeth against a mouse. In seconds it was in his powerful jaws. The large cat yawned and stretched his legs, flexing his muscles. Spotting Fernstar not far away he padded over and smiled. "Hey!" He called, wondering if the leader could hear and see him. She most certainly could smell him, as long as she was any kind of cat.
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