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Post by Stella on Aug 22, 2010 16:55:17 GMT -5
The white she-cat was running to snake rock, many warriors and apprentices have been warning Icestar of spotting snake skin and dead mice. A sure sine of snakes, the she-cat started to sniff around the large rocks, her movements being perfect. Though most cats would never come here alone Icestar was not scared, she still had seven lives.
She saw what everyone was speaking of, old snake skins, snake tracks. The leader then sighed and decided to take matters into her own hands. Its time to kill a snake. [/blockquote]
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