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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 6, 2007 18:00:43 GMT -5
The sly she-fox slipped silently through the trees. Shje could smell many mice hiding in the rocks. She crept closer to one and pounced. Dawn gulped it down. Just then another scent reached her nostrils. Cats! To a fox,a cat would make a tasty meal,but many could put up quite a fight. Dawn licked her lips and headed toward the unsuspecting cats anyway
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 8, 2007 6:39:52 GMT -5
Everything including the fresh kill pile had been torn up during the fox attack so Flameheart had been hunting. She was also trying to get a chance to look as far as she could for Skypaw, sshe hopped the foxes had stayed in Emberclan territory even though she knew it was unlikely.
Scenting their air Flameheart found a terrible stench, fox. She followed the smell a little ways and spotted a fox heading towards camp. Flameheart dashed to stop a few feet in front of the fox between it and the camp. "Why are you here?" She hissed.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 16, 2007 13:53:50 GMT -5
Dawn snarled at the lone cat. "Why sahould I tell you?" This lone cat would make a tasty snack. Without warning the fox sprang upon the she-cat. Snappi9ng her jaws she attemted to catch the cat.
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 16, 2007 18:28:01 GMT -5
Flameheart dodged easily and spun quickly around aiming a blow at the foxes face. "You're a little late to be attacking, isnt your leader going to be displeased?" Flameheart asked.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 19, 2007 12:10:08 GMT -5
Dawn was hungry and did not care if her leader was displeased. She could be banished but she did not care. Her empty stomache would be full by the time she was finished with this cat. growling lept at the forest cat and felt a deap pleasure as her fangs sunk into the cats hind leg...
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 19, 2007 12:22:00 GMT -5
OOC: You have to always give the oponent a chance to dodge, otherwise it's called powerplaying.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 19, 2007 12:43:39 GMT -5
ooc- ok sorry, let me re-type that.
ic-Dawn was hungry and did not care if her leader was displeased. She could be banished but she did not care. Her empty stomache would be full by the time she was finished with this cat. growling lept at the forest cat again,hping for the pleasure of hearing its dying screams.
ooc-that was a little weird, dont know why I typed that but it does sound kinda foxish evil...
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 19, 2007 13:50:27 GMT -5
OOC: Foxes really aren't evil, but I guess these are under a stereo type, lol
Flameheart dodged narrowly and turned to try and scratch the fox's face. As much as she wanted to rest of the clan to stay where they were safe she needed some backup soon.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 23, 2007 10:42:35 GMT -5
Dawn yipped in pain as the cats claws ripped through the fur on her muzzle. The cat was putting up quite a fight but she knew that without back up the cat couldnt last long. She lep at the cat again and again,hoping that her stomache would soon be full.
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 23, 2007 10:48:56 GMT -5
Flameheart dodged easily this was her turf and she was skilled at fighting in it because she knew it so well. She lashed out at the fox's face again.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 23, 2007 10:58:07 GMT -5
Dawn was ready and yanked her head backwards,narowly escaping the harp claws. She was weakening,she has not eaten in days except for the small mouse. But she knew she could show no sign of waekness so once more she snapped her jaws at the orange cat.
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 23, 2007 11:02:53 GMT -5
Flameheart twisted away from her jaws in mid air and landed on all fours before launching herself at the fox to slash at her side.
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Post by Snickerdoodle on Jul 23, 2007 11:08:22 GMT -5
Because her strength was quickly darining, Dawn could barely shake the cat off before limping painfully away ,out of emberclan territory. Befroe she left turned to the cat and promised that they would meat again and when they did,she would not be so lucky.
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Post by Flameheart on Jul 23, 2007 11:11:58 GMT -5
Flameheart let the fox go then went on to pick up her kills. When she returned to camp she would organize a patrol to check the boundaries for more foxes. The dputy walked with a slight limp, she must have pulled a mussle when she landed after the fox had shaken her off.
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