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Post by Tenarist on Dec 18, 2008 17:02:57 GMT -5
Inershia trotted along docks, looking around. Then, suddenly, she leaped down and crossed the river. She shivered, and shook herself when she had reached the other side. Now, she could smell other cat scents, and it made her let out a low growl. She trogged through the area, unaware of where she was.
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Post by Fawnstep on Jan 13, 2009 21:19:08 GMT -5
Fawnstep softly pads out by the docks to see if there might be any herbs or to see if she could find a piece of prey.
She stops when she scents a water vole in a clump of reeds,and stops to hunt.Fawnstep then pounces and trots out of the reeds with the limp vole dangling from her jaws.Then she returns to camp after the sucessful hunt.
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