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Post by *galena* on Jul 24, 2010 23:43:33 GMT -8
[glow=Orange,2,300]Hotclaw[/glow]
TThe oreange tabby cat crounched low to the ground his belly growling. It had been a while since he ate. Hotclaw had been watching th e clans to much he had to choose when to make his move. He hates it here the Rouge life wasn't for him anymore, The mouse he was stacking screwwed across the braken, He sprang landing on it. One bite and the mouse was dead. He eat without tasting, The sun was light on his fur. The blue eyes he owned crossed the braken once more. Hotclaw was still hungy. Nothing moved. Rembering want Craw had tood him he went a little west there was more prey choosing a fat mouse he attacked again this time landing next to the mouse he rolled on it crushing it. Eatting again his stomach stopped glorwing. He layed down so the sun could warm him.The heat felt good against him. He watched the brush making sure he wasnt going to be attacked.
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