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as soon as she was out of hearing range, Foxheart pelted at top speed to the planned Heatherclan territory. the plans for leaving Finchclan were set for dawn the next morning, and there were some preparations left before Heatherclan arrived. she walked around camp, surveying it. she had built a wall of thorns and brambles around the camp in the last moon, also making five large dens out of branches, brambles, and pine straw on top. a rabbit hopped by, and she pounced, biting it's neck to kill it before it screamed. building up a fresh-kill pile beforehand wasn't a bad idea, she thought.
Foxheart caught two more rabbits, a squirrel, a blue jay, and three mice before she was satisfied. she went over to an old oak tree nearby and started to cut moss from the base of the tree, slashing at it with her claws.