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Post by rainpath on Apr 9, 2013 18:30:12 GMT -8
(this is kind of random.... I don't know. I just want to get posting again ) Brambletail watched the starling intently, her muscles tense in preparation to spring. She crept forward slowly, shifting her paws quietly across the ground. Suddenly she heard an abrupt snap beneath her and her prey began to frantically unfold its wings in an attempt to escape the impending danger. She lept forward as the bird took off, just missing its fluttering wings. foxdung! she cursed to herself. She never was that strong of a hunter. She sighed, I guess I should try for something else, she thought as she disappointedly rose to her paws and lifted her nose to scent the air for any sign of potential prey.
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