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Post by ripped. on Jul 24, 2008 23:33:27 GMT -5
[xo.like walking into a dream.ox]
White paws skimmed across the ground, his fur brushing against the leaves of bushes that were screaming for water. The chase continued nonetheless, though, the decent-sized rabbit in his view.
[xo.so unlike what you've seen.ox]
He bunched his muscles up and sprang, claws digging into the flesh of his prey, holding it down. With a rough bite to the neck, the small animal fell limp on the ground, and he withdrew both claws and teeth. Flecks of red were on the white fur, but a brownish color joined the two as he began to dig a hole to bury his kill in, making a mentol note to come back and get it later.
[xo.so unsure but it seems.ox]
Muscles rippled under dark tabby fur as Crimsonstorm's forelegs stretched in front of him, his emerald audits shutting closed for a few seconds as he repeated the process with his back legs. He sighed and parting his jaws, searching for any scent of prey. He was the new deputy of BlazeClan, and because of the drought, the fresh-kill pile has been getting low, so he decided to go hunting and maybe get some work done--if there was any animal willing to come out of it's burrow.
[xo.cause we've been waiting for you.ox] [/center][/blockquote][/color] |
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