Nightdancer, better known as Night padded out of the den, and stretched. He noticed the prey pile was a little low. He popped his black head with white specks back inside the den. His amber eyes shining and his purple toothed collar glimmering. "Who wants to hunt with me?" asked the tom, his tail flicking impatiently.
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