The hunt

[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/h2.jpg] The day was warm, more then Halla though it would be, it seems leaf-bare is officially over and that the next stage is about to beginning. The shorthair Oriental mix looked around. today was a day of life and she felt like hunting. Her bright green eyes looked at the field, nothing seemed to pop out or make Icestar jump. The hunt was not on. So she walk farther in to the soft grass, its still not as long as it grows, the green was there though, almost half way up her legs. Halla let her mind wonder, she hoped her life here would be fine, and the leaf-bares to come would not be too harsh. Plus the other clans would not have much conflict and unwanted battles. Bloodshed for no reason was one thing Halla would like to avoid. She hopped her new life here would be fine too, nothing cruel, and being a Loner would be her life as well. The female could remember her father though, and that was not the memories she wanted to have, he was harsh, cruel, and abusive you could say. Halla could remember the way he took her and her mothers word and flipped them upside down. Everything they did he yelled. Everything they said, he yelled, even his sons the cat could not keep calm. He even would hit and bite if you did something not of his pleasing.. Halla hated that male. The noise came then, a mouse jumped out of the grass making Halla duck down, hidden. She was focused now though her thoughts was still in her mind. The mouse was bigger then usual, but no rat.. A large snack. She ran after the creature and jumped when the time came, her jaws only scrapped its back. Halla chased it though, the mouse was hurt, it could not live forever.

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