CREEPY GIRLS ARE JUST MY STYLE [ open; introduction ]

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Oh bother. The fluffy female lashed her tail to the sides with both of her pupils narrowed not knowing what to do not really being able to sleep in the warriors den proceeding to rise from her nest and taking a seat blinking her amber visionaries noting how the sun was barely rising. She curled her fluffy tail around her dainty paws swiping her tongue over abnormally sharp teeth that stuck out of her mouth, her eyes slowly trailing over to the fresh kill pile pondering as to whether or not she was hungry. Hungry or no? She was so indecisive sometimes as she rose to her paws with tail sweeping lightly against the ground. She examined the pile noting how there wasn't much beginning to walk along towards the exit of camp deciding that instead of just sitting around on her ass that she'd go off to hunt something for the clan. She began to search through the territory spotting with her "scorching" amber eyes a single mouse that was quite plump, she lowered her body close to the ground keeping silent and when she was close enough pouncing with outstretched claws catching onto its tail tossing it into the air hearing it squeal before she latched her sharp fangs down onto its back hearing a soft crack of bones. That was something beneficial of her fangs despite making her look a bit odd, she'd hunt later. She trotted back to camp setting it onto the pile taking a deep breath. How boring yet relaxing.