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Post by Swimfast on Jun 5, 2009 18:08:13 GMT -5
Lightsky sat on the outlook rock, flicking her tail back and forth, her ears twitching toward every new sound. Her eyes scanning back and forth, soaking in every detail of the forest.
She didn't have much to do. Patrol had been slow, not much had happened, she looked up at the sky, it was sun high, she sighed, she still had a while until she could return to camp and eat. And she dare not leave her post to hunt for herself, that would be selfish.
Lightsky sighed, the sweet scents of the forest pouring into her nose, she relaxing, and untensed herself, and let the sun warm her, but she remained alert, listening and smelling for anything out of the ordinary.
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