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Faedon was gnawing on the wing of a sparrow she'd hunted earlier that morning. She spat out the feathers into a pile beside her.
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Faedon was gnawing on the wing of a sparrow she'd hunted earlier that morning. She spat out the feathers into a pile beside her.
(( They still can be XD They can run into each other again, Juniper's just a spook. It's hard, RPing a spooky charrie out... ))
Juniper laid down by the stream to rest.
Frozen smiled and decided to go on a hunt. A sparrow isn't good enough for her. I'm going to get a nice big buck. he thought, bounded past her and ran off into the best deer-hunting spot.Faedon was gnawing on the wing of a sparrow she'd hunted earlier that morning. She spat out the feathers into a pile beside her.
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Juniper was leaning over the river to get a drink. She blinked as she felt the ground rumble beneath her, and before she knew it, the weak boulder caved under her. She fell into the river with a splash and a yelp, and desperately called out, "HELP!"
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Faedon swallowed the last few giblets of meat that she hadn't eaten yet, and she stretched out. The sparrow was just a snack; it hadn't filled her up, and she would rather go out on a hunt for a caribou or something similar. "Starling?" she called out for her mate.
(Is River accepted?)
Wisp nodded. She started off down the little trickle of a stream.
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Faedon swallowed the last few giblets of meat that she hadn't eaten yet, and she stretched out. The sparrow was just a snack; it hadn't filled her up, and she would rather go out on a hunt for a caribou or something similar. "Starling?" she called out for her mate.
"Yes, love?" Starling asked, padding out of his den.
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Faedon swallowed the last few giblets of meat that she hadn't eaten yet, and she stretched out. The sparrow was just a snack; it hadn't filled her up, and she would rather go out on a hunt for a caribou or something similar. "Starling?" she called out for her mate.
"Yes, love?" Starling asked, padding out of his den.
"Want to go on a hunt?" Faedon asked, "I'm starved."