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Post by shadowfire on Jan 27, 2008 2:43:29 GMT -5
Shadowfire kept his wits with him when he crossed over an unfamiliar scent, but familiar to him as a "Clan" boundary. His ears alert for any sign of company, his nose sniffing for a scent trail for him to follow. This is it, I must be careful from here on out until I find the cat I am looking for. In doing so, I must not pose any threat to him if I am to join his clan.
Moments later, Shadowfire came across the twisted brambles of thorns. Suppressing a sigh of annoyance at the thoughts of thorns tangling his fur, he made his way to begin his way through the sharp and dangerous barrier, relying on his sense of smell and his tracking ability to guide him through, keeping his paw steps as quiet as he can move quickly, with his eyes open for any possible dangers....
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