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Post by falconkit on Mar 3, 2008 23:07:29 GMT -5
Miserypaw slowed to a stop when the roar of serenity falls entered her ears. This place always calmed her, with an eerie success. Maybe it was the water, or just the sound of it. Perhaps it was the way the air seemed heavier, like it was laden with moister. She would probably never know. The gray femme shook her head to try and clear her head of theories. Not now. Now she had to hunt like her life depended on it. Well, it did. If she snapped here with this warrior, she might be exiled, that was mainly why she choose here to hunt.
Miserypaw shoot a glance back to see if the warrioress was here yet. Well, she did not want to wait anyways. She parted her maw slightly to try and catch the scent of whatever was around. A thrush and some mice it smelled like. She could not tell how many, which really annoyed her. Getting into a hunters crouch she had seen others use before, she got ready to pounce on a nearby noise. Probably was one of the mice. Rocking back and forth on her haunches, she imagined ripping into the creatures flesh. No! No rebellious thoughts toady. Give thanks to the unlogical starclan. With a final sniff, she pounced, missing by a hair. The small creature squeaked and started to scamper away. "Oh no you don't," she hissed while lunging forward. She shot out a fore paw and caught the mouse. Quickly ending its life, she kept herself from relishing in its pain and started to bury it.
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