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Post by Thornpaw on May 8, 2007 22:00:44 GMT -5
((Sorry it took me so long russet! Well here is the post from Rushkit. Its hunting time!))
Inkpaw raced through the trees exhilarated by the sheer joy of running. Tree by tree whipped past her, Shadowed by the moons iridescent rays. She dug her claws into the soft earth willing he to halt. She turned and awaited Russetpaw’s arrival, while taking a moment to survey her position. She stood in the middle of a clearing, shrouded by shadows. Her keen eyes caught every detail, and some where she heard the harsh bark of an owl. Normally she would have been spooked but the adrenaline was to great to make her worry.
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