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Jun 20, 2008 14:11:32 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 20, 2008 14:11:32 GMT -5
FernPaw nodded and waved her ail "What or who do you thin it was?!" she asked
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 15:25:13 GMT -5
Post by ellegantillusion on Jun 20, 2008 15:25:13 GMT -5
"Well she sounded familiar...could it be a relitive?" She pondered out loud.
Candlepaw pounced on a mouse, and killed it instently. "Too easy." She muttered and barried it in a safe spot.
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 17:31:07 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 20, 2008 17:31:07 GMT -5
"Relative, maybe..." she shrugged" oh well, ON we go!" she pranced forward in a crouch catching a vole and killing it, she buried it in the roots of a tree and sat on top of a root sticking up blending in with its grayish bark fairly wells he watched and waited
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 17:44:36 GMT -5
Post by ellegantillusion on Jun 20, 2008 17:44:36 GMT -5
Creekpaw scented the air, rabbit. "ooh me likey..." She giggled. She had to pin point the rabbit first, she strained her ears for any movement. Then she heard it, a soft rustle only a fox length away. She dashed towards it, the rabbit streaked off, but Creekpaw was faster. She leaped as the rabbit swerved directions. Creekpaw came down on it and swiftly killed it.
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 18:35:57 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 20, 2008 18:35:57 GMT -5
FernPaw giggled then went up a tree after a MagPie nest, there were two adults and three young jueveniles she caught both adults.. two jeuveniles fella nd snapped their necks.. one fella nd lived daze don the forestfloor "Will you get that one Creek?"
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 18:44:36 GMT -5
Post by ellegantillusion on Jun 20, 2008 18:44:36 GMT -5
"Yup." She purred merrily, she unsheathed a single claw and gingerly slit it's throat open. It was dead instently. "There we go." She meowed then looked up at her sister, "Hey Fern through 'em down here. I'll catch 'em." Her eyes danced playfully.
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 18:49:09 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 20, 2008 18:49:09 GMT -5
Fern turned and tossed them down to her sister both adults she had "There we go!" lets see what else is there... she looked back to where the vole was and up at the sky "Any second now.. O i know!" she broke off a twig and from the safety of not near the vole, poked it so it looked to be alive...a hawk swooped down at it.. FernPaw leaped "WEEEEEE!!" she clawed at its eyes, one of the Hawk's talons catching in her fur and leaving a bleeding cut on her side she killed the small hawk "YAY!" she grinned "Knew that would work, and now, we have TWO more peices of prey, and the hawk can't prey on kits! ForgivingAngel is having kits! they will be our.... grand nieces,/nephews! oo isn't that exciting, they will only be a FEW moons younger, and yet be grandnieces! jsut like our Niece is Older than we are!" she laughed at that
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Hunting
Jun 20, 2008 19:20:08 GMT -5
Post by ellegantillusion on Jun 20, 2008 19:20:08 GMT -5
Creekpaw purred happily. "YUP!" She meowed enthousasticly. "We have like tons of prey. We better burry it all before something finds it." She meowed and began digging a hole for their large pile of prey. "Where to next?" She pondered outloud.
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Hunting
Jun 21, 2008 9:10:42 GMT -5
Post by $~Swifty~$ on Jun 21, 2008 9:10:42 GMT -5
"Hey Moth. How much have you caught yet?" CometPaw meowed behind her where he had a rabbit and chaffinch at his feet.
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Hunting
Jun 21, 2008 11:21:30 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 21, 2008 11:21:30 GMT -5
Fern helped with the hole, then started shoveling the prey into it "Hmmm.... somewhere with fish!" she said happily
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Hunting
Jun 21, 2008 12:21:46 GMT -5
Post by ellegantillusion on Jun 21, 2008 12:21:46 GMT -5
"Oh how about the small river? That should have some fish in it." Creekpaw meowed, then trotted off towards the Small River.
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Hunting
Jun 21, 2008 13:23:36 GMT -5
Post by ~*Demon*~ on Jun 21, 2008 13:23:36 GMT -5
FernPaw followed happily and sat at the edge of the river watching fish go by.. she smacked one out of the water and pounced on it killing it
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