11-30-2008, 09:29 PM
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Haven would be a good hunter, like their mothers. Strong, and soon to be big, he blended into the forest quite well and knew how to use his nose better then any one she’d ever seen. It was silly to challenge him in a tracking contest, but still even if she did lose he would always been a good sport and not rub it in her face.
The small mammals movements startled her, but she was able to follow her brother to the base of the tree. Paws against bark she let a small whine escape her mouth in frustration. Is a cat Haven! A mew cat!! Her high voice peeped as her body wiggled in excitement.
Of course it was a cat, it could climb a tree and wasn’t friendly toward wolves. What other option was there? |