Sosna. wrote:Gullpaw▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃The Tom folded his tail across his paws, flicking an ear as his blue eyes grazed across the camp. His white pelt fell softly with each breath, his brown ear and paws flicking back and fourth. He let out a small cough, eyes drowsy. Wasn't there something of the sorts to do? The Tom stood up, flicking his tail before wandering towards the edge of camp. Perhaps he could find his mentor.Dawncloud▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃The warrior stood up, her eyes focusing on a mouse a few paw steps ahead of her. Leaping skillfully, she clamped her paws onto the mouse as she nipped its neck. Sniffing the air, her tail flicked back and fourth. Perhaps she could find some more mice? As she buried her kill, she turned around.
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