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blueclaw • 18 November 2012 at 5:47 PM
Blueclaw walked away from her father's sanctuary, hoping to catch some prey before returning. Her secret spot was overgrown with flowers and weeds. But the birds sang and green was lush here. The weeds weren't very common, and would eventually die out. But the place was shaded, and in the lush green it sempt as if it were the most peaceful place on earth. But Blueclaw had to get back to camp. She padded through the forest, as the lush green faded away and gave in to it's browner hues. A meadow lark flew by overhead, just above the tall trees that shrouded the camp. Bluclaw smiled and continued to walk along the dirt path back to camp, pricking her ears for any small sound of easy prey.
ancient_moonbeam • 27 November 2012 at 7:41 PM
Moonbeam stalked a starling that was pecking at the ground. With a quick jump and bite the bird was down and was now fresh-kill. He gathered it in his jaws and headed back for the other pieces of kill that he had caught. With a replenishing amount of food he headed back to camp and dropped it off at the pile. Moonbeam, proud of himself, decided to eat the starling. But who would eat with him?That's an open invite by the way! 😊