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Who: Anyone!
Where: I'll leave it open-ended, so you can pick wherever is most convenient for you!
When: mid-morning, 22nd of Lion's Glory
What are we doing? I don't know! But it's been quiet a while and we need some fresh RP rolling around.


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Don't use the term 'good person'
Snowdust hadn't been hunting much lately. She felt sluggish in the heat; her fur felt heavier, and the sunny spot outside the Warriors' den was soooo inviting...

...but not today. Today, she decided, she would most certainly not be lounging about like a tired queen. She woke herself early in the morning and slipped out of camp before the sun had a chance to stop her. A brisk run soon got her blood pumping. Her eyes alight with bliss, she dashed through the grasses and shrubs of her territory. Her hunt turned into a simple run. She was having an amazing time--until she tripped and tumbled to a stop! Blinking at the sky, she lay for a moment, collecting herself and her thoughts. Leave it to me to trip over my own paws...

At least she wasn't hurt. She stood and tested each foot in turn, making sure they were alright. At least she couldn't see herself; her fur stuck up at odd angles, and bits of foliage clung to her pelt. A smudge of dirt lined one of her cheekbones. Remembering her purpose, she sniffed the ground in an attempt to find a prey-scent. but all she could smell was freshly-scuffed soil and an overwhelming sweetness. Momentarily confused, she looked around. I crashed right into a strawberry patch!

Where was she? She didn't remember a strawberry patch in the western territory...then again, she realized, she hadn't exactly been paying attention to where she was going. She raised her nose to try and get her bearings, but the aromatic strawberries had been crushed in her pounce, and their leaves blocked out all other scents. She heard a faint rustling some tail-lengths away. Was it prey? She lowered into a hunter's crouch and crept closer, nevermind that her fur was hardly a camouflaged colour. When she peered through the grasses, however, she couldn't help but let out a surprised mrow! It wasn't a rabbit--it was another cat!

because you can't be good for everyone.


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