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Post by Sasha on Feb 26, 2012 9:01:00 GMT -5
A young, pretty Crimsonclan cat named Sasha was out hunting today. Her soft gray pelt rustled in the wind, besides that she was quieter than a mouse.
Sasha's soft blue eyes widened as she saw three squirrel's fighting. "None of you are going to win...."she thought, gracefully pouncing and catching 2 squirrels almost perfectly, one escaping.
A smile spread across her face, knowing at least she was good at hunting. Her fighting skills weren't as good, so she would practice after her meal. She ate one squirrel, wondering who would want the other. Her beautiful eyes looked around for anyone who looked hungry or anyone in that case.
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Post by Thorn on Feb 26, 2012 19:17:13 GMT -5
Slashes tabby fur ruffled as he slithered his way through the garbage piles that they now called home. After working for such a long time they managed to make a camp and make dens out of some of the old abandoned two-leg monsters. In fact some of them were much comfier than his own nest back in ShadowClan. Slash watched as Sasha hunted. She was just an ordinary recruit from the loners. She didn't really know or seem to know about the clans at least to his knowledge. She also didn't know of his or Hinders ability to be killed 9 times before completely dying. If that were even the case anymore since they were no longer beings of StarClan."Sasha beautiful....how are things going to day?" the brown tabby tom wrapped his tail around her and slithered around her striking his tail gently against her coat."You of all cats should know that a large battle is brewing. Should you be battle training m'love?"
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Post by Sasha on Feb 29, 2012 17:32:48 GMT -5
Sasha slightly smiled. "I'm going to do that after a meal, for your information."she said briskly in her cool, toned voice. She decided to give the squirrel to Slash later.
She thought for a moment, knowing the deputy of Crmsonclan was a great fighter, yet she knew she was swift, agile and strong. She took a breath and mischievously smiled. "Want to train?"she asked, her soft blue eyes sparkling with excitement, she loved to practice battle, mainly because she knew she would have a better chance of doing what almost all Crimsonclan cats wanted to do: Get Thunderclan beaten for once and for all.
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