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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 10:56:54 GMT -5
Post by swiftwind on Feb 13, 2006 10:56:54 GMT -5
Swiftwind arrived at snake rocks
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 10:57:57 GMT -5
Post by silversky on Feb 13, 2006 10:57:57 GMT -5
"It isn't much warmer" Silversky remarked
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 10:58:43 GMT -5
Post by silversky on Feb 13, 2006 10:58:43 GMT -5
" Lets hurry up and get back to camp after we hunt for a litle bit.''
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 11:01:11 GMT -5
Post by swiftwind on Feb 13, 2006 11:01:11 GMT -5
"OK" Swiftwind smelled a faint smell of a mouse so she crouched down. She saw it. It was very skinny, but it was food. She pounced. It was dead.
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 11:02:00 GMT -5
Post by silversky on Feb 13, 2006 11:02:00 GMT -5
" Ok" Silversky said with a shiver, " lets go."
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 11:04:17 GMT -5
Post by swiftwind on Feb 13, 2006 11:04:17 GMT -5
Swiftwind started heading back to camp. She would pick up the other prey on the way there.
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 11:05:50 GMT -5
Post by silversky on Feb 13, 2006 11:05:50 GMT -5
" Lets go! It's starting to snow harder!"
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hunting
Feb 13, 2006 11:07:09 GMT -5
Post by swiftwind on Feb 13, 2006 11:07:09 GMT -5
*contiued at camp*
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