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Post by mystickit on Jan 10, 2007 16:00:22 GMT -5
Cloverleaf sighed. "We should probly get back to camp soon. Maybe go hunting first." she meowed softly, almost to herself. She sniffed the air to see if any prey was around. She could smell mouse faintly.
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Post by needlepatch on Jan 15, 2007 11:34:45 GMT -5
Needlepatch turned her head from the ShadowClan border and with a vacant stare she nodded and muttered, "Okay." She scented vole and dropped down into a hunter's crouch.
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Post by mystickit on Jan 19, 2007 14:30:23 GMT -5
Cloverleaf sat and watched Nettlepatch. She would catch something else. Cloverleaf made sure to stand still so she wouldn't alret Mettlepatch's prey.
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Post by untilthis.echo on Jan 22, 2007 22:06:15 GMT -5
Cloudheart gazed at the two she-cats, tailtip twitching. Seeing Needlepath's solemn faraway eyes made her turn to see what the tabby was looking at. Seeing nothing worth of interest, since her simple mind was too preoccupied with simpler things, she turned back to Cloverleaf. The dark-pelted she-cat had crouched to hunt. Shuffling made her turn once again to see Needlepatch doing the same. Whiskers twitching, Cloudheart decided to do the same and sniffed the air for prey. Catching a scent of mouse, she turned to some bushes and strode softly and languidly to them.
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Post by mystickit on Jan 24, 2007 16:15:23 GMT -5
After a moment, Cloverleaf picked herself up. She didn't want to go back to camp, she really wanted to just be alone. So the brake colored she-cat started to walk away, sniffing the air, as if she was searching for any prey sent in the air, then off she went.
To: Cloverleaf (Walnutclaw only)
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