{Hunting Mistakes}-{Open}

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    Fable silently drank from the river, the waters nice and quiet. Quiet, just how I like it. She stretched up her head from the water and yawned. Her stomach stinged to let her know that she hadn't eaten today. Fable took a breath, closed her eyes and stopped breathing. She dared not make a sound that would cover up a hint of prey.

    All of her work going into hearing, she heard a tiny scuffle a ways away. The sandy orange cat stepped silently towards it, crouching low and walked slowly. Carefully missing a brittle twig, Fable sprang towards to what guess would be a rabbit, but it wasn't. She stopped in surprise as her prey turned out to be another cat.

[Talia]

The shecat decided that talking to cats wasn't going to get her nowhere. So he decided that maybe she should try and avoid her kind for a while. She walked to one of the first places she ever gone to here. The river. But before she could see the river, a cat showed up and almost pounced on her. Another reason to avoid her kind. She was a bit shocked at the cat but soon collected herself. She tried to find a reason the cat would have attempted to pounce. Either one, she looked so much like a rabbit the other cat thought she was one. Or two, the cat was about to kill her than changed her mind.

Going with neither of the answers, she just kinda stared at the cat for a second. 'Way to go social skills, you completely failed like normal. You earn a prize.' She spat in her mind sarcastically. "Do you want something?" She asked, her head tilting. She never really new what to say so that was that next best thing. Good job, social skills get a ranking of 0!

[Starry]

The siamese was just passing by,she didn't want

to do an especific thing.

Maybe a I can go to the river and drink some fresh water

the she cat thought and climbed a tree.Starry jumped

on branch to branch,moving towards the river.

When the siamese heard the sound of the rushing

water she was going to get down,but she heard the

mews of cats,Deathclanners too.There was a ginger and

White tabby and a White and grey she cat

Are they going to fight?

She laid on a thick branch and yawned

I'll watch from here

The siamese thought looking at both of the cats with

her light blue eyes