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« on: November 01, 2012, 11:07:27 pm »
Swiftleg's eyelids were slowly closeing as he tried stalking towards the smell of the unknown prey. His eyes would shot open and a while causing his body to jolt a bit. The tom was getting tired to notice that actually the prey he was tracking was long gone by now. He groaned quietly so he didn't disturb the prey that he thought was near by. The black and white slender tom stalked into a clearing with fresh snow. The snow's crisp smell awoken his senses a bit. He shifted out of the hunter's stalk. The tom's green eyes stared blankly into the white clearing.
'Oh Starclan I'm an ideot! Its gone already!'
His inner voice groaned.
'Did the apprentices see me do th-wait.....where are they?'
Swiftleg thought, eyes widen. The thought that he lost them hit him slowly. Panic speard quickly and quicken his breathing.
"Where is Foxclaw or whiskers?"
His sleepness caused him to make a silly mistake like that.
"Foxpaw I ment!"
The tom hissed at himself a bit to make it clear, as he scanned for any signs that the orange tabby was there.