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Post by Rufaq2 on Jul 27, 2005 19:18:05 GMT -5
Rufaq had saw the fresh kill pile had gotten a tad too low for his liking. He was at the falls, sprinting toward Oak Stream, a good place to fish. On his way he caught the scent of a dog and twoleg, but the scent was stale so he moved on. He caught a mouse and buried it. He would return for it after fishing. He crouched by the water eying a nice trout school. He quickly swooped his paw into the stream, claws unsheathed. He felt flesh and pulled up right away. The fish flopped around on the earth. Rufaq bent down to give the deadly bite. Blood warmed his hungry mouth as he licked his lips. 'Feed the clan first.' He thought. He caught some more trout and got a nice tuna. He picked up the mouse and at it next to the water.
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