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Re: WindClan Territory
SOOTFLARE
__________ Whatever this tom had against Sootflare was entirely lost on him. Perhaps Shredsky saw him as some degenerate who whisked himself away on a whim because he was tired of having to be responsible, maybe he simply resented having to train someone older enough to be his dad. It could be a variety of reasons - whatever the case, Sootflare chose not to waste the brainpower pondering it.
He took the lead and, before dropping into a crouch, checked the air for scents just in case there was any prey nearby. Not catching anything particularly interesting in the air, Sootflare didn't fuss over finding a downwind position and lowered himself into an acceptable, albeit rusty and unrefined, hunting crouch.
Flicking an ear, he glanced back at Shredsky and merely waited to be criticized.
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