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Originally Posted by # Hashtag
Yewpaw's aim was off, as he slammed into the dirt and skidded about 2 or three mouselengths and layed there like any mousebrain fool would.
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"Get up," she hissed, swatting him with his paw. She unsheathed her claws, snarling. "Are you going to fight me, or are you going to lay here like a squirrel tail?"