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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 23, 2014 0:33:29 GMT -4
Rabbit slowed the rabbits done, which made them get caught easily.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Apr 23, 2014 6:47:58 GMT -4
Cinnamon capture one in her paws and bit it's neck.
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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 24, 2014 3:50:07 GMT -4
"This is awesome! Must be our lucky day!" One said.
Rabbit smirked and continued.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Apr 24, 2014 14:25:34 GMT -4
Cinnamon knew more rabbits would be coming so she prepared to run.
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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 25, 2014 3:18:31 GMT -4
Rabbit chased more rabbits out of their dens, he skipped a lot though, so the rabbits wouldn't die out. He did trap other prey for them though.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Apr 25, 2014 14:53:06 GMT -4
Eventually Cinnamon wondered how they would get all the prey back to camp.
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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 25, 2014 23:38:09 GMT -4
The patrol stopped hunting. They picked up as much prey as they could with their jaws, then tails, then back. "Let's see if we can get everything back to camp." One said, muffled.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Apr 26, 2014 9:43:52 GMT -4
Cinnamon chuckled and nodded. She grabbed prey however she could, even carrying a rabbit on her back.
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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 27, 2014 1:46:03 GMT -4
Rabbit decided to follow, just to make sure they don't drop any prey.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Apr 27, 2014 10:50:56 GMT -4
It was a slow walk back. Cinnamon huffed through lightly clenched teeth, slowed by the weight of the prey. "How far is camp?" She mumbled.
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Post by Wolfstar on Apr 27, 2014 22:19:58 GMT -4
"Not far.."
The patrol soon arrived at camp and they put the prey on the pile.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on May 6, 2014 16:16:13 GMT -4
Cinnamon threw her prey down. "The Meadow will eat nicely tonight."
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Post by Wolfstar on May 7, 2014 1:46:21 GMT -4
The others nodded and walked away, doing their own thing now.
Rabbit was bored, he couldn't talk to anyone, he could only interact with the plants and prey. And whenever he ran, he would just be wind or a cool breeze to the living. He sighed and sat down.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on May 8, 2014 20:45:13 GMT -4
Cinnamon sighed and sat down. She wondered where Rabbit was right now.
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Post by Wolfstar on May 9, 2014 1:49:08 GMT -4
(What if Cinnamon could suddenly see Starclan cats? While awake?)
Rabbit sighed, noticing he made a small breeze. He whistled and the wind made a whistling sound. Now he was curios and testing himself on what he could do.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on May 13, 2014 16:26:40 GMT -4
(That would be awesome... How, though?)
Cinnamon pulled out some grass in her bored state.
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Post by Wolfstar on May 14, 2014 1:34:29 GMT -4
(That's the thing...I don't know)
He started humming and the wind started to hum his tune. He started liking this and continued this.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on May 20, 2014 20:58:43 GMT -4
(Hm, I'll think about it. Maybe we'll come up with something.)
Cinnamon listened half consciously to the wind.
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Post by Wolfstar on May 21, 2014 4:48:15 GMT -4
Rabbit continued his humming, same with his little breeze.
(I was just thinking that she could get the power from some strange Starclan cat. But idk really. It's almost 2am when I'm typing this.)
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on May 21, 2014 14:21:03 GMT -4
(Maybe.)
Cinnamon let the wind brush over her ears.
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