Post by DBS And Thier Crew of Fighters on Sept 23, 2005 6:42:19 GMT -5
Darkpaw crept into the dark woods. His eyes were narrowed into slits. He had just gotten back from the gathering, but he was very hungry and he wanted to catch some food before taking some. His ears were pricked forward, as far forward as they could go. He was concentrating so hard he almost tripped ove himself. He heard a chirp of a magpie on the earth floor. He dropped into a crouch. He started Stalking forward without a sound. His technieces were getting much better and he had it all down now. He leaped onto the magpie as it had just started to fly up in the air. He wrenched it down and bit hard on its head, cracking its skull. He look triumphant. He picked the little bird up in his mouth and headed back to camp.
TO: Freshkill pile
TO: Freshkill pile
