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Paws of the running Rabbit
Swift as the Rabbit

The white, brown, and cream colored she-cat slowly climbed up the small hill and looked around at the moor below her. The wind tugged at her fur, which made a small purr rumble in her throat. The scent that struck her nose was different, but it had a sweet smell to it, like the grass around her. This was defiantly not the mountain home she was used to, but she liked it.
Rabbitpaws(-foot) slowly padded down the hill and looked around for any signs of life. Maybe another cat could tell her where she was exactly or maybe she could find some food. She had only eaten a few small mice near the thunder-hooves place. She didn't like to stay there long, it didn't seem safe.
"Maybe Khaki's been around here." she murmured out loud. The moment the words came out of her mouth the scent of rabbit filled her nose.
'Perfect. Just the perfect meal before looking for cats.' she thought before lightening her steps and slowly padding forward. Her ears twitched ever so slightly at different angles till she hear the small rabbit not to far away. She soon saw the rabbit munching on a few things of grass and froze. She knew she had to be quiet. The snow rabbits in the mountains had been really hard to catch, but she was well practiced.
Soon the rabbit relaxed and hopped a little ways and started eating some more. Rabbitpaws(-foot) bunched up her muscles then shot forward, digging her claws into the rabbits flesh. She quickly bit down hard on it's neck and stood up looking at her prize.
She bent down to start eating but another scent crossed her nose. She lifted her head quickly and her head darted around a little. "Who's there?" she called, her voice strong but also held a sense of security. She knew this wasn't her land, so she needed to be ready for anything.

{{Could you please tell me which one you like better as far as Rabbitpaws or Rabbitfoot?}}

Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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A large ginger tom froze as a scent of an intruder met him. Blinking with surprise the intruder didn’t seem to have any of the other clans scent on it, in fact it didn’t smell like it was from here. It scent had mixture of rocks, wind, and many large birds.

Cocking his head to one side he padded forward and emerged out of the weeds, just when the other cat called him out. Narrowing his pale yellow eyes took another step forward and eyed the limp rabbit that laid in front of her paws,
“And who do you thin you are stealing others prey.” He meowed putting as much demanding and anger he can in his voice.

“Well?”

ooc: I think Rabbitpaws or just Rabbit would work since it's in her name, but it's up to you.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Swift as the Rabbit

Rabbit's eyes slowly looked over the tom. He seemed rather strong, so she wanted to watch it, but she wasn't going to back down easily.
"I didn't know food was claimed before a cat could see it. Where i come from we don't call it stealing unless another cat has already caught the prey. you have to survive somehow." she mewed calmly, a very small icy tone to her voice.
The scent that came off the tom was the scent she had smelled up on that hill. It held the scent of the air to it, but also fresh grass was mixed in.
'I wonder if this is a clan cat.' she thought her eyes scanning the tom.

{{I'll just stick with Rabbit for now.}}

Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart pierced his claws into the soft earth beneath him,
“Well it is out prey if you are on our territory.” He growled flicking his short tail with anger. ”And who do you think you are? Thinking you can do anything you want, walking on other's territory, and stealing their prey?” He added laying his ginger ear against the back of his head.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Swift as the Rabbit

Rabbit's eyes narrowed slightly at the tom. He was set in his ways. That was for sure, and he was a loyal cat. She dug her claws into the earth. She wasn't going to run.
"I am Paws of the Running Rabbit. But i prefer Rabbit. I came from the Tribe of Rushing Water, and from the stories I've heard all my life the clan cats are generally very welcoming." She replied calmly, never letting anything show that she was going to fight. After all, she had just been a prey hunter.
The tom looked strong, muscles rippling underneath the fur, but his eyes, though angry at the moment, looked as if they always held a soft look to them. Maybe she was just seeing things.

Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart blinked and a smile crossed his face,
”Why didn’t you tell me, I’m Tigerheart warrior of Windclan. We’ve just been having a little trouble of rouges and loners trespassing on our territory.” He meowed flicking his tail and glancing at the she-cat head to tail tip. She doesn’t look thin, but she does look tired. He thought as he quickly glanced back toward were his camp laid.

Turning he attention back to the she-cat his eyes showed more softness in them,
”Do you want to take a rest for a little bit, I bet you Hazelstar wouldn’t mind you resting in the warriors den.” He meowed.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Swift as the Rabbit

Rabbit blinked at the warrior's sudden change of attitude once she said she was a Tribe cat. She flicked her ears slightly and relaxed a little. Hazelstar? Boy, these cats really did have weird names.
"I have been traveling a lot..." she murmured. "But i don't want to intrude if it's too much of a hassle."
She looked at the tom for a moment before licking her paw and bringing it over her ear. He did seem a lot nicer now.

Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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”No not at all, I mean you guys let us stay at your place when we were in need.” He meowed flicking his small ginger tail. ”Come on.” Without letting her reply, he took his tail and quickly turned around and let his tail streak across her shoulder as he took off across the moor.
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Paws of the Running Rabbit
Swift as the Rabbit

Rabbit blinked slightly surprised at the toms reaction as he darted off, but quickly stood and followed him. Had he just been playing with her?
'Surely a tom his age would know how to behave...' she thought as she followed him through the grass. Soon other scents hit her nose. They were all like his, but each was slightly different. Each had a personality. She sort of hesitated a bit but soon caught up with the ginger tom. What was his name....oh yeah, Tigerheart. Tigerheart......it was a nice name.

I'll make a new board^^