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Originally Posted by Spirited Darkness
(Lol sorry I fell asleep)
Antshrikewing sat in the clearing, sunlight dappling his dust cream and gray fur. He sighed, wrapping his tail over his paws. His coppery eyes glinted happily. He'd had a long day of hunting, and the tom just wanted to rest. He stood, padding over to the fresh-kill pile. Antshrikewing nosed through it for a moment before picking up a finch and going to sit down with it. He looked around, wondering if anyone would like to share it with him. He flicked his tail then quickly ate the finch. After a moment, he straightened up and began washing the dirt from his fur from when he'd fallen while hunting. Squirrels. he thought, amused. Antshrikewing sighed as a cloud blew over the sun, casting the camp in very much appreciated coolness.
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( Then go sleeping, darn gurl >v> )
Mapledash looked away from the two kits playfighting to see a fellow warrior grab a finch from the pile right in front of him. He decided he would chat a little bit, untill willowpelt finally arrived. He stood up and padded slowly towards the tom.
"Heya", he called.
"How was the day?" he mewed as he sat down next to him.