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Originally Posted by Pouncepaw
Lilypaw stopped eating, the scrawny prey stripped of all edible meat. The rest was old and some parts were even infested with maggots. It had been sitting too long. She spat out what she could, then buried the mouse by dirtplace. Lilypaw tried to look on the bright side. The patrols would go out soon, kill pile would be full. The marshes might herald some prey, if the recent rains hadn’t flushed them out.
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Slantpaw got up, stomach rumbling. At the sight of Lilypaw she bolted to her,"hi Lilypaw!"