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Post by .:neptune< on Jul 7, 2006 8:39:04 GMT -5
As Starshadow and Goldenblaze reached the Rolling Moor, the sun had almost completly risen. Starshadow crouched down right away, listening for the soft scuffle of prey, and attempting to look like she knew what she was doing.
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jul 19, 2006 9:57:29 GMT -5
Goldenblaze took off in another direction, chasing after a wabbit (er...rabbit  ) |
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Post by .:neptune< on Jul 20, 2006 8:08:12 GMT -5
OOC:  Almost as soon as Starshadow had crouched down, she caught the scent of field mouse. All of the sudden, she got the overwhelming urge not to make a fool of herself infront of the golden tom. She never had been the best at hunting, but she started in the direction of the mouse anyway. |
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