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Originally Posted by Scarecrow102
Prowlers muscles tensed, preparing to leap on a peticularly fat mouse, then the sudden sound from behind made him flinch, causing him to hesitate. In a blink, the juicy mouse was gone and Prowler felt his stomach drop.
Prowler turned, preparing for a fight with a rouge, when he saw the kittypet. It was clear she was young and fit, but she was small in comparison to the rather large tom cat.
"i was about to eat." prowler said, his voice deep abd gravelly, "but it looks like StarClan is determined to starve me."
Prowler didnt move. If he was going to eat, he needed to stand his ground.
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—Molly—
Preparing to hiss and spit and do whatever possible to get this smelly rogue off her territory, Molly wasn’t prepared to be confused by his words.
“Starclan?” She asked, before she could stop herself.
”What’s Starclan?”
Whoops, Molly’s curiosity has gotten the best of her. She had been meaning to drive the rogue off her grounds, but now she didn’t feel like it. Besides, Molly was quite small, and this tom loomed over her. Molly could never win a fight against some cat of his size!