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Post by Silvereh™ (Silvermist) on Oct 9, 2007 19:45:46 GMT
The small tabby sat on a rock, balancing carefully. Her claws were unsheathed as she sat, over the water. Her claws flashed through the air briefly before the plunged into the water. She flicked her paw once more, and a fish was hooked onto her black, curved claw. She glanced toward the direction of camp, then buried the fish, so she could bring it back to camp once she was done hunting. She groomed herself, her fur glinting silver, making her look like she wasn't there, meerly mist hovering over the river. The deputy flashed her claws through the air once more, this time catching a smaller fish, but still significant in size.
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Post by Falconfeather on Oct 10, 2007 16:40:01 GMT
Goldengaze watched from the shadows, "Nice catch"
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Post by Silvereh is too lazeh to login on Oct 13, 2007 14:28:44 GMT
"Thank you," Meowed the brown tabby, glancing over to Goldengaze. She leapt off the rock with a single bound.
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Post by Falconfeather on Oct 13, 2007 15:30:16 GMT
"Are you okay?" She meowed, "You seem... Tense"
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