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Post by spottypelt on Jan 13, 2010 18:44:20 GMT -5
Spottypelt padded up to the twisted old tree on quiet paws. She had excused herself for a solo hunting trip, but as usual, there were no rabbits running this late on a cold leaf-bare afternoon. The sun was just touching the horizon, casting a light orange glow over the hard, frozen ground. Momentarilly distracted by the setting sun, Spottypelt sat down under the tree's knarled branches to take the sight in. She wrapped her tail over her paws, and let out a small sigh.
This leaf bare hadn't been as bad as last. Sure, it was cold, sure, rabbit's wern't running very well, but that was to be expected. The whole commotion with Thunderclan's alliance with Riverclan hadn't touched Windclan yet, so Spottypelt didn't know why she was feeling so down. It just felt like there was something....missing. Something that hadn't been there before, but rather, something she hadn't known she needed before. Until now.
As the sun was dipping lower and lower under the moorland horizon, Spottypelt closed her eyes and let the dimming light wash over her, warming her cold fur.
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