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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life
HarmonyBlade kept his breaths short and quiet as not to disturb Cherrypaw the mouse. There wasn't really any wind in the cave but there was, however a small breeze. Even the thinnest of winds can carry a strong scent of cat long distances. The ginger Tom stayed out of the way so his apprentice couldn't even smell him. His whiskers brushed rocks, the scraping sound of claws muffled out by the sand. HarmonyBlade's fur bristled...his yellow eyes narrowed, watching closely for Cherrypaw to make a runner. "That's it..." He whispered. Now the time was right, he was wild and hungry, ready to pounce.
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Cherrypaw heard his whiskers brush the rock and she shot out of her hiding place, redclaw and icepaw were still circling each other when icepaw darted in to give redclaw a blow on the head he ducked and leaped at her bowling her over with his size and strength