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[color=white]Hazeldawn flicked her tail. ``We were just about to play a hunting game, but sure.`` She stood, stretching her long body gently before staying in a crouching position. Her tail was low, and her body keeping the weight of her paws light. ``Tread carefully,`` She remarked. ``Try not to make any noise. Be silent, if possible.`` Her ear twitched. ``Stay alert, and make sure you're tail isn't sticking straight up`` Her whispers were cut quiet as she approached the prey. ``Aim for the neck,`` She mewed, seconds before sinking her fangs into the drooping carcass of the rabbit.
Rosepaw stood tall, carefully flicking her ear as she galloped to the highest nearby-hill, her tail eyes bright and her pink nose dry. ``It smells like-``
``Mouse``
Firesong mewed. ``Yes`` She smiled. ``I can smell mouse`` The she flickered her tail softly. The young mother had not even realized that her kit, at the same time and place, was thinking of the same scent. The light she looked over at Windcloud, smiling softly as her green eyes shined against her cream-red pelt.

