xoxo; swallowpaw
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[ broken inside ] -neji is my second lover-
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Post by xoxo; swallowpaw on May 21, 2006 16:59:02 GMT -5
The moorland grass waved gently in the late afternoon breeze. The setting sun cast a orange shade across the rabbit-swathed ground; already they had began to mate, making the numbers- and prey- rise steadily. Perfect. Swallowpaw thought, inching steadily across the grass. Blinking her dazzling sapphire orbs, the silver apprentice waited for a rabbit to come into the open. She waited quietly in the bracken, her scent disguised by the plant. She licked her chops, practically tasting the warm flesh.
At last, a hare hopped out into the open, raising itself into the air; its twitching nose served it no good. Swallowpaw could smell fawn scent drift into her nostrils. This hare would not get the chance to scholar its foolishness to the offspring. Like a bullet, the pale she-cat bounded after the rabbit, her lean body, no longer their soft kittypet muscles, allowed her to run as fast as her LeopardClan ancestors; WindClan's true speed. The hare must have felt the vibrations, so it began to bolt away; but Swallowpaw was on it in an instant, and a swift blow with thorn-sharp claws ended its life.
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