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Loch padded over to the battle, grinning. Time to slice some Blizzardclan throats. His eyes finding its way to Rabbitscrossing, he aimed to leap at her, claws unsheathed. Once he landed, he would attempt to slash his claws across her face. If this was successful, Loch would jump back.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]Pastelpaw rushed into the scene in her cheetah body, her steely gaze flickering around.