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All the adults seemed particularly preoccupied today, either settling in with their catches or squabbling with each other. Some slept. Others spoke quietly amongst themselves. None paid any mind to three kits sneaking as best they could to the edge of the colony's camp.
A visible puff of breath left the tabby kit's mouth as she darted away into the treeline, earning a small noise of surprise at the sight. That had never happened before. It was getting colder, and Seal had been told that it would only get colder still until everything would be covered in a sheet of white. Snow. She didn't quite believe it. What she DID believe was that it was her turn to hunt amongst the red and gold leaves of the forest. She was big enough. She wasn't scared..!
"Hurry up..!" She called over her shoulder, blue eyes searching the undergrowth for her companions. "Or I'm gonna catch everything before you two snails even SEE anything!"
The breeze picked up, sending a fresh flurry of leaves to the ground, covering Seal. A paw was lifted to experimentally bring down on a particularly large one. Crunch.
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crunchcracksnapcrunchcrunchcrunch.
...Maybe hunting could wait.
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