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Originally Posted by Ebony
"Okay!" Crescentpool calls, picking up her trot to a quick jog. Her long legs allowed her to cover large amounts of ground in each leap, and she was soon arrived at the meadow. She opened her jaws and scented the air. A faint rabbit scent lingered in the air. It was weak, but fresh. As she scented the air, she picked up a subtle scent underneath the meaty, savory rabbit scent: sharp, tangy blood. Must just be a rouge hunting. I'll just have to stay out of their way. Crescentpool sniffed out a rabbit burrow and screeched loudly into it, the noise echoing out loudly. The rabbit shot out of the burrow, terrified. Crescentpool hared after it, leapt on it and quickly snapped its neck when she heard a loud, sharp cry.
A bark.
Crescentpool glanced up, pupils large.
That's what the blood was.
A large gray dog appeared, foam flecked on its jaws. Its eyes shown hatred as it saw the lithe black she-cat.
I'm going to die. |
Jaxxon was a small kittypet, but wanted to have a big future. He got very bored, and was hungry, so he decided to go out and hunt throughout the meadows (a good place to jump in here XD). There was plenty of prey, considering they hid here from most predators. It was a perfect place for cats to hunt. Jaxxon then spotted a vole, getting in to the hunter's crouch. "Don't move" he said quietly. Jaxxon then pounced and bit the throat of the vole. Satisfied, he ate the vole. He then picked up the strange scent of another cat. Curious, he went to look for it.