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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 21:10:00 GMT -6
Well, it was a cold morning.
Littlekit was venturing out in the camp, looking for entertainment. His green gaze fell on a cold rock, he smiled and leapt at the rock. "Rawr!" He mewed, batting it with his paws. He was a hunter, killing his prey, for the sake of the clan. He soon tumbled into a cat and let out a tiny grin.
"Hiya!"
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