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Post by silvertear on Nov 28, 2007 9:26:03 GMT -5
Silvertear padded slowly through the forest. Every step she took her paws sunk deep into the freshly fallen snow. She gave a brief pause and scented the air. Nothing, the prey had been hiding all day long and her hunt had been unsuccessful. Mumbling crossly to herself she picked her way through the snow towards camp.
How was she going to hunt if there was no prey to be hunted?
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