Darkclaw purred.
I have, yes. She caught on to a scent of squirrel and crouched down low, not moving a muscle. She sprang up, attempting to land in front of the squirrel, her tail high in the air.
(Spinning wheel, doesn't catch)
Darkclaw hit the ground, then slid. As she grimaced in pain, the squirrel scampered away. She raised to her paws, standing up. Darkclaw's legs folded, and she collasped to the ground again.
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