PoppyClan
The large lynx-point feline skipped across the fields, her lithe, striped paws easily skidding over the beautiful red flowers underpaw. She was alert, and you could easily tell. Her sky-blue eyes swept over the horizon as if searching for something that was unseen. Raising her small grey striped muzzle, she inhaled a soft breath and breathed out, seeing her faint breath billow in front of her. A range of scents strongly bathed her tongue, some pleasant, some not so much.
For a moment, she paused, taking a break from her mini self-patrol to skip over to a nearly puddle, watching her wavering reflection for a moment before leaning down and lapping up a few drops of cold water, the blissful feeling flooding her tongue and cooling her dry throat. Lynxstar's entire body relaxed at the satisfying feeling as she swiped her tongue around her now damp jaws before rising to her paws and turning away from the puddle.
She then continued her small trek, scurrying across the beautiful, breezy fields at the wind tugged her pelt and her paws skipped across the grass gracefully. She spun around as a pang of hunger tugged at her belly, and she decided she would hunt. She searched for a meal.
The large lynx-point feline skipped across the fields, her lithe, striped paws easily skidding over the beautiful red flowers underpaw. She was alert, and you could easily tell. Her sky-blue eyes swept over the horizon as if searching for something that was unseen. Raising her small grey striped muzzle, she inhaled a soft breath and breathed out, seeing her faint breath billow in front of her. A range of scents strongly bathed her tongue, some pleasant, some not so much.
For a moment, she paused, taking a break from her mini self-patrol to skip over to a nearly puddle, watching her wavering reflection for a moment before leaning down and lapping up a few drops of cold water, the blissful feeling flooding her tongue and cooling her dry throat. Lynxstar's entire body relaxed at the satisfying feeling as she swiped her tongue around her now damp jaws before rising to her paws and turning away from the puddle.
She then continued her small trek, scurrying across the beautiful, breezy fields at the wind tugged her pelt and her paws skipped across the grass gracefully. She spun around as a pang of hunger tugged at her belly, and she decided she would hunt. She searched for a meal.
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--level 0
experience: 0
--inventory
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--items in inventory used
Nothing!