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She-Cat <‐> 35 Moons <-> Warrior <-> Thunderclan
Interacting with: @dino.
A grey-brown, long haired she-cat with tabby stripes and big yellow eyes. She is of average stature, if not only slightly on the larger side.
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Cedarstrike found herself cornered and in a dire situation, an impulsive decision leading her into a dangerous confrontation with a fox.
The fox approached her, circling with its gleaming yellow eyes. Cedarstrike's heart pounded in her chest but, she stood her ground. This is what she wanted, right? A chance to prove herself, though she did not expect trouble to find her so quickly. Her fur bristled and claws unsheathed, she faced the fox with narrowed eyes in preparation. Think of it as training, she thought to herself.
The fox lunged at Cedarstrike and leapt to the side, narrowly avoiding its snapping jaws. It was fast, but she could be faster. She had to be- And so, she retaliated with a swift swipe of her claws, leaving a scratch on the fox's snout. It yelped in surprise but quickly recovered, more enraged than simply hungry. Fear gnawed at her stomach.
Sharp, yellowed teeth grazed her flank, drawing blood. She hissed in pain, scrambling to put a little distance between them. This would go on for some time, her movements and attacks growing more desperate. Against her better judgement, yet again, she had continued on... Now she realized that even if she wanted to abscond, it was a bit to late for that now. She wouldn't be fast enough, the repeated blows from the fox taking a toll on her body, and her energy. She realized that if help didn't arrive soon, she wouldn't survive this fight... But who would come? The she-cat hadn't told a soul what she had planned to do.
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