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The brown tabby she-cat was crouching in the bracken of the forest. All of the excess brush was camouflaging her from all the animals. Butterflies flew from flower to flower, sipping nectar, and the bees buzzed around angrily. A small dusty brown squirrel came into the clearing, chattering while he searched for nuts to store in his home. The cat's white eyes focused on the squirrel, shut out everything but it. Slowly, she crept forward, paw by paw. The ground crackled beneath her, startling the squirrel. His head shot up, tiny black beady eyes peered at her suspiciously. He twitched his ears, and started running away, nut still in mouth. She shot off as fast as she could, tracking him. The squirrel wove between trees, just to meet up with her at the other side. She pounced on him, landing on her mark. Then a quick bite to the neck killed him easily. She watched him for a couple of minutes to make sure that he was dead, then scraped a pile of musty leaves over him, to hide from other predators.</sup>

[zenny]

<sub>Oh the forest was always lovely. It really was. It was soothing, relaxing, a place to get away too. The scent of the fresh air and the braken was always a good smell. The smell of the forest was a delight, but when you were by the thunderpath, then things got rancid. The smell was horrid, and the monsters emitted such a horrible, acrid smell; lets just say that Speckefeather just stayed away from places like that. The smell made her sick.

So day, Specklefeather decided to go for a hunt. Like usual, everyday did she hunt, and she hunted for the clan mainly, she wasn't that big of an eater, but the clan always came first. Always. There was a rustle in the nearby bracken, and Specklefeather lowered to the ground, her belly barely touching the cold dirt. Her piercing blue eyes scanned the underbrush, harks twitching back and forth, trying to pick up a sound. And then something made the kill and from the smell of it, it was another Thunderclan warrior. Ivorygaze. Now, Specklefeather didn't really talk to Ivorygaze but it was a pleasant surprise, being alone was deathly boring.

"Ivoryfeather?" asked teh she-cat, coming out of the crouch position and glancing around, catching sight of the she-act's tabby pelt.</sub>

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Ivorygaze glanced up, barely seeing a glimpse of the other she-cat's not-quite-tabby pelt. "Naw," she replied. "But I am Ivorygaze." She shook her head with annoyance. It bothered her when other cats didn't remember her name. "Specklefeather, am I not correct?" she asked, a bit haughty that she knew the her name. "Hunting?" Aren't we always... she thought, slightly bored by the monotony of clan life. Always the same, day after day. Not much could stir it from the rut that it was stuck in. She brushed a few more leaves onto the limp body of her squirrel. "Well, do you want to keep going?" she asked, an invitation to join her on the hunt.

[zenny]

Oh, Specklefeather was an idiot at times, a complete idiot. She wasn't so great with names and she flashed the tabby she-cat an apologetic glance, but didn't like her haughty response. Blue orbs narrowed in slight distaste. "My mistake, Ivorygaze." the she-cat emphasized the 'gaze' in the warriors name, before shaking her head and nodding. "Yes, I'm Specklefeather." added the blue eyed, multi hued warrior. Her gaze shifted to the limp body of what smelt like a squirrel. "Yes, hunting, like usual." Hunting tended to get a bit monotonous, boring. Though, Specklefeather didn't mind, unlike this she-cat who sounded like she resented it. "Sure, that sounds... fabulous." and with saying that, Specklefeather sprang forward, running at a slow pace, waiting for Ivorygaze.

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Ivorygaze caught the distaste in the she-cat's voice, and shrugged it off. She didn't care what other cats thought of her, their opinion didn't matter in the end. Ivorygaze set off at a brisk trot, reaching Specklefeather in little time at all. But if the other she-cat didn't like her, then what was the point in hunting with her?