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Originally Posted by billiebear6
Halfkit squeaked, too scared to let out a real scream. He tried to steady himself, but he was too scared. Was that a fox? He thought he had heard of these things, but he couldn't think straight, he didn't know what he was meant to do. W-what do I do? I can't run, so what do I do?! What do WE do?!
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"C-Come on!" Stammered Wisteriapaw, not knowing how to react in this particular situation. She had only been an apprentice for a few days, and she had barely even heard of a red creature like this before now. Slavering and furious it towered over her and the kit, and in a second, she grabbed Halfkit's scuff out of instinct. The molly had already assumed the kit wouldn't be able to run, due to the apparent absence of one of her back legs. Deciding not to ask, the tabby started backing up, before finally bolting into the forest behind her. As she did so, she could feel the pounding pawsteps of the creature pelting after her, it's mind intent on getting it's prey. And feasting.