Post by talguy21 on Dec 31, 2010 23:32:21 GMT -8
Talonpaw slipped through the forest, silent as a shadow. He was impressed that he neglected to leave much of any scent trail behind. Only his closest friends or Autumnsong could have followed him. He believed he'd slip out of camp to hunt; prey is scarce, so it makes sense. As he scented a fat vole basking in the sunlight, he scented a foul reek from a nearby cave. It was a scent he knew all too well. As he turned to run and warn the clan, BADGER!
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