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Originally Posted by Charmer
Nightpaw had been up early that morning and arrived at the medicine den to see that Daypaw hadn’t returned yet. It was fine by her. They’d be back soon enough. The little Black shecat was crouched in the slight shadows near the den entrance counting on her black pelt to conceal her long enough to show Daypaw how she’d been practicing her pounce. She kept low to the ground, completely forgetting about her tail, which was sticking up and waving about excitedly as she saw her friend approach. She sprang at the medicine cat with claws sheathed and paws splayed and soft. “Got ya!” She declared, mid spring.
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the soft paws on their chest made them let out a yelp in surprise, pinned to the ground in an instant with a huff. they were caught off guard, being more relaxed when in the clearing of all places. they curled their lip, eyes slitted and was ready to yell at whoever dared to tackle them, but they softened once seeing it was nightpaw. their exterior changed, eyes growing softer, their body becoming less tense and relaxed under her touch. ¨you got me,¨ they mewed, a soft rumbling purr in their chest,¨im surprised youre up this early.¨