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Originally Posted by Cave
The burly tom pushed out the entrance of Shadowclan camp and headed away from some of the busier areas of the territory (like the training clearing and areas fussed over like the borders against the other clans). He chose an odd path, he never hesitated to crawl under bushes or leap over fallen trees, His path was a path one wouldn't call the easy one. He remained quiet, only his pawsteps could be heard.
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She kept up with the difficult path that the tom chose, and did not complain she knew he seemed to have a place in mind to hunt, and she wouldn’t object.