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Post by Foxstripe on Jul 11, 2014 13:47:03 GMT
Foxstripe bent down to sniff the mouse by his paws. He had chosen a very small piece of prey; he wasn't very hungry. But his appetite seemed to have leak out of him, because now he stared down at the mouse, actually a little bit disgusted. He wasn't hungry at all, he even felt a little sick. He stooped to take a bite anyway; he needed to keep his strength up. As he chewed the mouthful of meat, a voice made him lift his head.
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Post by Blazestorm on Jul 11, 2014 18:18:15 GMT
Blazestorm was walking around camp wondering what she should do. The grey and ginger queen was like a kit she doesn't like to be bored. There wasn't many kits to keep her busy though. She looked round camp and she didn't see anyone, other than the new deputy. He was about to eat a mouse, but it looked like he was thinking about it. She walked up to him. "Hello Foxstripe." she said while he was chewing piece of the mouse. "Where you afraid that it would come back alive?" she asked as she looked down at what was left of the mouse.
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