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Post by blacklightning on Mar 24, 2012 17:47:27 GMT -5
Blacklightning lumbered into camp, finally giving in to her body's need for nourishment before simply falling over due to it. Her head hung low as she slowly walked over to a stream. The cool fresh water felt good going down her throat.
It was sunhigh too. Another first. Blacklightning usually came in at the middle of the night or very early in the morning. She trotted over to the fresh kill pile, and grabbed a squirrel that wasn't to small. It certainly wasn't the biggest of the pile either. It was fair sized and fairly average for a brown tree squirrel.
She walked back to the shade with her pick of food. She ate the delicious squirrel quickly and then began grooming herself. Soon the other members of the clan would come and talk with each other. Some would probably be surprised that she was there. Most would ignore her because she wasn't often there but that was fine. Till then though she would lay there and enjoy the calm. She laid her head on her paws and let herself relax. Her eyes narrowed to the not quite open but still seeing position, and lost focus on the world around her. There was no need to leave or get up, for now at least.
Word count- 215 Notes- The weather here is the opposite of what my lucky cat here has.. Here it is cold and rainy.
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