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Post by SUPERDREAMY on Mar 22, 2008 12:36:41 GMT -5
Dreamwish looked back at her cousin while they padded forward through the bare, long branches of the great Four Willows. She hoped they would find Twilightwing, and if they did, would they remember them? What if she wasn't even at the Wooden House? What if she went somewhere out of the Four Clan's forests? All the confusing and nervous question spun around her head with each anxious pawstep she took. Then Dreamwish sniffed out a thrush, pecking around some dried up leaves and branches. She fell into a stalking position, and crept towards the bird. And when the prey and the hunter were about a tail-length apart, she pounced, and landed with her claws in the flesh of the brown-red bird. She bit the neck of the thrush and killed it instantly. "Your turn," Dreamwish meowed cheekily to her cousin, it felt good to hunt with her kin once more.
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