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Tazzy
The bitterly cold forest atmosphere was silent, and leaf-bare was in full swing. A young, bright-yellow tom swiftly weaved around the trees, his amber gaze locked on something nearby. He moved into a hunter's crouch, which was a bit sloppy in his excitment. He wriggled his hindquarters, then leaped, landing on the bug he had been trying so hard to catch.
He let out a happy yowl, only to see the bug had escaped his paws. He forlornly searched for it, then froze as he scented another cat. And not just a cat, but a she-cat. And not just a she-cat, but a familiar she-cat. He begged to StarClan the other cat hadn't seen his kittenish game and turned to glance around. ''Hollywhisper, I know youre here. Come on out!''