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Post by liara on Feb 24, 2014 16:02:56 GMT
"Thanks" Blackhole mewed. He picked up his catch, before turning back to camp. He paused for a moment, waiting for Scarlet.
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Post by nightlight on Feb 25, 2014 3:56:39 GMT
The she-cat nodded briefly before trotting off to gather her catches. She appeared a moment later, carrying all four. In her past, it would be an overload for the tortoiseshell she-cat, but the tough rouge had joined ShadowClan and became very independent, and feisty. Scarlet felt awkward padding with Blackhole, considering she was used to hunting alone, but it kept her more relaxed to know she didn't have to look out constantly.
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Post by liara on Feb 26, 2014 1:06:47 GMT
They padded in mostly quiet, as they were both carrying prey in their mouths. It wasn't to long until they reached camp, and the black tom set down his prey on the freshkill pile.
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