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Originally Posted by Stormpelt
Walking through the territory the Molly had a small scowl on her face. All she ate in Riverclan was fish, not that she had a problem with it...well she just didn't like it. She needed too hunt for something else as food such as a rabbit,mouse something too satisfy her hunger. Growling lowly under her breath her head leveled with her body as she trotted through the trees. Her black pelt hid her well as she hid in the shadows. Sniffing the ground her nose flared at a new smell. 'Who is this?', she asked herself. Her ears perked when she heard an unfamiliar laugh.
Who in the world is laughing and why couldn't she figure out the scent. Sniffing the ground once more only one word came into mind. Rouge. Crouching her body down slightly she slowly made her way towards the Rogue. One the cat came into view she wiggled her shoulders her muscles tensed slightly. Her round pupils turned into slits and she pounced onto the Tom.
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Aspen turned on his back, jumping up to face his attacker. "Hey!" He hissed, swinging his paw at the cat. "What do you want?!" He hissed. The tom unsheathe his claws. He narrowed his eyes, seeing a black she-cat in front of him.