Post by foxwhisper on Feb 25, 2009 20:50:56 GMT -5
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somehow, everthing's gonna fall.
x.the snow tumbled down in numerous herds of flakes. it wasn't exactly a storm. they fell down soft and landed everywhere. a pink nose touched the cold, frigid ivory, sniffing everywhere for a hint of any prey around. nothing. a hiss of frustration escaped her mouth as foxpaw stalked away in the direction of the sky oak. maybe she'd find something there? probably not. she had been searching all day for prey, but nothing. what about the queens and kits and elders? a growl of anger rose from her throat. not single song of a bird was here. she stopped at the foot of the sky oak and listened. everything was quiet. stillness. the only sound was the snow being piled on her back. maybe she should go back? it was very lonely out here with no sounds, no sights. it felt as if someone was watching her. no, she had to find something. how was she supposed to become a warrior if she was acting like a scaredy cat? becoming a warrior was her top priority right now. she listened some more to the sounds of leaf-bare. it was cold, silent, and still. not a movement in sight besides her own breaths. foxpaw swished her tail and moved onward with her hunt.
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