- Fᴀʟʟᴇɴᴘᴀᴡ
| Sʜᴇ-ᴄᴀᴛ | 11 ᴍᴏᴏɴs |Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Clearing | Tᴀɢs: x |
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Fallenpaw made it back to the camp, going straight to her den, putting all the cobwebs into their special spot in the den wall. She sat down, his eyes heavy with sleep. But she couldn't sleep. She slowly started out again toward the clearing, her motion clearly showing she was stressed and tired.
Sᴛᴏʀᴍᴇʏᴇs
| Tᴏᴍ | 54 ᴍᴏᴏɴs |Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Camp | Tᴀɢs: x |
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Stormeyes felt himself fill with relief when he didn't see the snake anymore. He slowly started to climb down the tree, making it down landing perfectly on his paws. He slowly started to pad back to the camp, listening for any signs of prey while he was on his way.
- Bʀᴏᴋᴇɴʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
| Tᴏᴍ | 66 ᴍᴏᴏɴs |Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Forest | Tᴀɢs: x |
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The old tom slowly stood up, feeling his stomach scratch him with hunger. He slowly moved himself out of the camp, making his way slowly to the entrance of the camp. He let his lake blue eyes scan the clearing, see no sighs of prey on the rocky terrain he kept going, his injured paw aching, but he couldn't stop.





