Walk Softly
#5
OC: I'm a dork, needed a new av before I posted XD

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The craftsmanship wasn't half bad, Cicatrice noted with mild interest when the rabbit, hare, whatever, it was all meat to her, didn't fall out of the tree. She smirked when she heard the voice of the hybrid above her. So, she had annoyed her, what a pity. Silver eyes looked up, glinting in the shadows, spotting the tawny female above her. She twirled the rope absently in her fingertips. "Not so obvious. If I wanted a meal I wouldn't steal it. At least not from you." She'd steal it from a pureblood coyote out of spite, given said yote didn't have pups. Cicatrice had an odd thing about pups, even coy pups, though they would grow into what she despised. She let the rope go so that it swung gently from side to side, keeping her too keen gaze on the treebound female.


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