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The ginger molly paused to listen to the tom. Two days ... "I'll go get you a fat bird to eat. Just ... lay low and I'll help you escape. I promise. And I'll help Rip escape from her father. If I fail, then hopefully I'll die and go to StarClan" she whispered again. Blazing turned and headed into the trees, immediately scenting a pigeon. She stalked through the shadows of the trees, green eyes soon catching sight of the fat creature. There was a hesitant pause before ginger fur leaped, claws outstretched, pinning down the slow moving prey. One more instant and the satisfying crack of bones breaking made the molly stand up, staring at the bird. After muttering thanks to the cats in the stars, she picked up the prey and quickly headed back to the tree stump, stalking silently towards the prisoner.