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Post by LightningStar:MoonR:LightS on Sept 11, 2005 9:37:33 GMT -5
Lightningstar shook newly falling snowflakes off of her back. Leaf-bare cold did not bother her, though. Lightningstar pricked her ears. A shrill Keeeerr pierced the air. She looked up. A hawk! This would make great prey for the Clan. Only very experienced warriors could go after a hawk alone. The hawk dived down, killing a rabbit. This was Lightningstar's chance! She leaped into the air, dragging the hawk down. It slashed at her fur, but to no avail. Lightningstar locked her teeth into the bird's throat. And we'll get this rabbit, too, she thought, as she trotted back to camp.
TO: Freshkill Pile
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