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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life
The wiry brown Tom raced down the hill onto a flatter area of the territory. HareStorm got into a hunter's crouch and listened closely for the sound of Rabbits' feet thumping on the ground, or the snuffling of a mouse or rustling of a bird. There were sounds in the distance then they got closer and closer. "A rabbit. Yes." He whispered to Pikerunner. The Tom heard the rodent race past then chased after it leaping and, just out of luck, caught it. It hung from his jaws like a leaf on a tree, swinging and twisting at every breath of wind. "Would you like to have a go now?"
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“I’ll chase it and drive it towards you. Okay?” Pikerunner meowed he hardly waited for a response and started running after the rabbit driving it towards Harestorm. (He’s not antiblind, just doesn’t believe they can do everything perfectly)