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    Jay kept her head down, following the faint scent of some animal. She gave a mew, tring to see if anyone was there. It was quite ironic, as Jay couldn't see a dang thing. Her eyes were sliver and glassy, obviously being blind didn't seem to effect her. She walked forward, trying hard to concentrate, she unseathed her claws. As if she saw the prey, as it scurried behind her, she pounced on the little critter. Her stomach made a faint grumble, she was straving. She gulped down prey. She desperately needed company.

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    Her belly slipped on the ground, as she kept close to the moss underpaw. The seal point looking for a clan she hadn't been to yet, maybe a clan with more toms than the last. Yeah, more toms than stupid WindClan. Half of them there didn't know the difference between a bird and a fish! Char ruffled her fur in annoyance and slipped further down the braken covered path. Then she caught it- the scent of another she-cat. Am I trespassing...? she asked herself, spinning her head around to direct her body elsewhere. She follow the scent quickly, placing one paw in front of the other as of keeping her crawl precise.

    Jay turned her head to the side. Catching the scent of the other she-cat, she meowed "Who are you?". She continued again, this time her voice wasn't as quiet, "I'm..J-Jay". Ugh! She hated it when she stuttered, it annoyed her to death. Just the thought of tripping on her words, made her scared, not because of stuttering itself but cats thinking she was. . . She disliked the word, mouse-brained. Jay made a little noise of disgust from inside herself, then sat down.

    Jay~ wrote:

    Jay turned her head to the side. Catching the scent of the other she-cat, she meowed "Who are you?". She continued again, this time her voice wasn't as quiet, "I'm..J-Jay". Ugh! She hated it when she stuttered, it annoyed her to death. Just the thought of tripping on her words, made her scared, not because of stuttering itself but cats thinking she was. . . She disliked the word, mouse-brained. Jay made a little noise of disgust from inside herself, then sat down.


    She was caught, and she knew it. Charlotte looked up from her little hiding place in the bushes, her head poked out almost like her body was the bush. "Sorry, I was just- ...Um, I'm Charlotte," the she-cat announced, ducking her head back into the bushes and coming out the side instead. As she stepped with her light brown paws closer to the cat, she was hesitant, as if the cat would spring at her any moment. She had learned that the hard way, mostly because she had had kits with a few toms in the forest, and some weren't that friendly. But this she-cat wasn't a tom, and she didn't seem to be interested in Charlotte sneaking up on her. "I-I'm sorry, I'll just... leave."

    Neon. wrote:

    She was caught, and she knew it. Charlotte looked up from her little hiding place in the bushes, her head poked out almost like her body was the bush. "Sorry, I was just- ...Um, I'm Charlotte," the she-cat announced, ducking her head back into the bushes and coming out the side instead. As she stepped with her light brown paws closer to the cat, she was hesitant, as if the cat would spring at her any moment. She had learned that the hard way, mostly because she had had kits with a few toms in the forest, and some weren't that friendly. But this she-cat wasn't a tom, and she didn't seem to be interested in Charlotte sneaking up on her. "I-I'm sorry, I'll just... leave."


    Jay dipped her head slightly. She wasn't gonna mess up this time, she wouldn't dare. You wouldn't. "Huh?" the she-cat said. You don't wanna lose someone again. Do you? " I don't know what you are talking about!" she replied, wondering why anyone would be so rude. "WHO ARE YOU?" she shreeked. I'm. You.