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Post by Shadowstorm on May 1, 2007 18:45:07 GMT -5
Ripplefur sat at the edge of the running river, eyes focused on the sparkling water. His tail swished back and forth and he yawned despite himself, bored. His pupils dilated as his thoughts drifted, his mind no longer caught up in hunting. A medium-sized fish passed under his nose before he realized that it was there, he reached his paw into the water and knew at that moment that it was too late: the water ripled and the fish flashed away, leaving no trace that it was ever there.
Scolding himself mentally for drifting off, Ripplefur set his now wet paw back onto the moist ground and waited for another fish, his tail flicking in disappointment.
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