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Originally Posted by Flameleaf
Roxie watched him through narrows eyes. She crept into a bush and she glared at the rouge. She blinked and flicked her tail, disturbing the leaves on the bush. She unsheathed her claws and prepared to attack. The gray cat exhaled continued to watch the cat. Who does he think he is? I was going to catch that prey! She lashed her tail with fury. He’s going to scare off all of the prey if he continues to hunt like that!
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Scratch was beginning to walk back to the nest he made, when he caught a smell... cat smell. His pupils narrowed. The tom bristled and spun around violently, demanding,
"Who's there?"