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Post by Silverflash // Jayrunner on Jan 6, 2007 18:22:53 GMT -5
Foxtooth, Ligtningclaw and Fernpaw padded softly through the forest. It was getting quite close to sunset, and they neede to get there, find their dates and get back before the night was over. They padded through the forest when they stopped for the eveing meal. "I'm starving!" Meowed Ligtningclaw. Fernpaw nodded and slid away. She opened her jaws sligthly. The scent of vole drifted past her scent glands. She crouched and set off in the direction it came from. She crept around a bush and saw four voles squeaking in delight over a flower. They were so busy eating the seeds, Fernpaw slid up behind them and pounced, paws outstretched. She landed on top of them and heard three sharp CRACK!s. She watched as the fourth vole scampered away, it's eyes streaming as it sqeaked sadly for it's lost companions.
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Post by Silverflash // Jayrunner on Jan 7, 2007 16:33:43 GMT -5
Fernpaw brought the three voles back to her brother and sister. They ate and then padded off to a stream. They crossed it easily (it was really shallow) and then Fernpaw jumped ahead. Right in front of her lay a giant log. The three cats squeezed inside.
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Post by Silverflash // Jayrunner on Feb 7, 2007 17:28:20 GMT -5
"Sure." Fernpaw meowed.
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