O W L T O O T H
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tom | warrior | tags:: open
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tom | warrior | tags:: open
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The silver-gray warrior sat by his lonesome at the end of camp. Having already eaten, he was patiently awaiting the morning hunting patrol, his favorite time of the day. His ear flicked as he heard the sounds of other cat's now waking up.
S O F T B E L L Y
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tom | loner | tags:: open
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tom | loner | tags:: open
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Softbelly nimbly navigated through the dense underbrush. He was aware that he was in clan territory, but the hunger in his stomach clouded his judgement. There has got to be something out here. he hissed in his mind. It had been almost three sunrises since his last mouse, and that territory was too far away now for him to revisit. His ear flicked as he heard something rustling in the bushes. He let his warrior training take over and scored himself a tiny scrap of prey. He ate it quickly, hoping he wouldn't be caught.