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 Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 6:02 pm
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 6:37 am
Swiftsnow was padding through the prey-rich forest, feeling the warmth shroud her. She shook a few droplets of water from her ear tips, feeling water from the ferns drip onto it. Swiftsnow scented a mouse, and she instictivly hid in the shadows, croching. Then, she leaped on the brown creature, and she quickly snapped it's neck, and gulped it down with a few ravenous gulps. She smacked her lips, and she continued her pad across the forest.
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