Epic Encounter

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Though, this terrority was illegal, but the female she-cat had no care. Her mind was infused deeply within the hunt of the biggest squirrel ever.

Rabbits were greatly recommended among her clanmates back in DawnClan. However, she did not want rabbits. Deeply pulled in this sweet temptation, she wanted something new. New and rarely hunted by her clanmates before excited this warrior.

A strong believer and a follower in the warrior code, this illegal, forbidden action proved that sometimes, nature overthrows civilization.

Wild-eyed and hungry with thirst for the infamous, rumored, biggest squirrel in the FireClan's riskiest land, this DawnClan warrior was willing to risk everything.

This cat was not just a huntress. She was way much more than that.

Expect, she smelt something foul. It was an enemy scent. Who was it this time? She would think of that, but her mind was too busy with this foolish hunt.

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Unlike his Clanmates, the brown tabby didn’t go out in the woods out FireClan just to clear his head. No, he strongly believed that if you left the camp for any reason, it was to serve your Clan. This of course meaning that you brought back something to feed your Clan with. Or to patrol the borders of your territory. Naturally, it was risky to patrol by yourself, but Rowanthorn wasn’t concerned. He was mostly coming out to hunt so that elders and kits had something more to eat. FireClan was doing well for prey, but even so. Always willing to help his Clan he was. That was why he was out here today. Out at the spot in FireClan that was very dangerous, and since it was so dangerous not many FireClan came here to hunt, therefore there should be more prey. More prey meant more food for the weak. He picked up his pace dodging the trees of FireClan and as he got closer to the old thunderpath, something more putrid than the smell of asphalt touched his nostrils and he tensed up, every sense in the large brown tabby kicking into high gear. He couldn’t quite put a finger on what it was, but as he got closer he recognized it as another cat; from an enemy Clan if he wasn’t mistaken. “Who goes there? This is FireClan territory, you have no right being here!” He called with authority. ----- words - 257 comments - blah tags - blueberry listening to - hero by nickleback table made by Jay of seemingly perfect

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The DawnClan warrior's ears twitched with unease and frusatration. This was wrong. Gone horribly wrong. This was wrong! She wanted to stomp around and growl uneasily, jumping on the enemy warrior for ruining her good chances of hunting the squirrel. Until then, she got her mind back, her eyes lightening up.

Realizing what she had done, she yelped, "Oh, mousedung!" Then she fell backwards, accidently falling backwards through the bush then laid on someone else. "Off!" She jumped to another side, scrambling. "Oh!" She whispered.

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