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Post by siberiantiger on Feb 14, 2007 18:45:51 GMT -5
A twig snapped. The black she-cat's head swung around. Heart racing, she opened her mouth to drink in the scent. She scented a blackbird. Nightcloud dropped to the ground, and crept up on the creature. It glossy black wings were folded, as it picked at the ground; searching for food. Just like Nightcloud was. Nightcloud crept up on silent paws, stalking the bird. He did not notice her until she pounced. The blackbird flew up, startled. But Nightcloud's claws caught on his frail body, and brought him down to the ground. This should feed someone. Nightcloud reasoned. She was deep in the woods, but she could still feel the cold wind, ruffling at her fur. It was chilling. She sighed. It was only the beginning of Leaf-bare , and already, Nightcloud could not stand it. She sighed.
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