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Mossclaw lumbered across the moors that made up WindClan territory, almost imagining he could hear his old bones creak as he walked. He was slowly tasting the air, trying to catch the scent of any nearby prey, even though the wind was traveling downwind from him. The old warrior had been out for hours, determined to bring something back for his Clan so Moonstar wouldn't deem him useless and send him to the elder's den as he should have been moons ago.
The tabby warrior was about to give up when he heard a scuffling nearby. The tom pricked his ears and began creeping towards the sound as silently as he could. He soon reached what looked like a large den, from which came a loud squeak that resembled a baby rabbit's. Unable to believe his luck, the tom reached a paw inside and quickly scooped out the furry little mass.
What came out of the den, however, was not a baby rabbit, but a baby fox. Mossclaw's eyes widened as he realized what he had pulled out, and he quickly pushed the little creature back into it's hole. The warrior turned to leave, hoping the mother hadn't seen, only to come face-to-face with the mother fox.
After he recovered from his shock, the tom unsheathed his claws, knowing he wasn't getting out of this one without a fight. As he stared at the fox in front of him, and it stared furiously back, he began to shake with fear. The warrior was so old, that there was very little chance he was going to survive this particular battle. Suddenly, the fox pounced, snapping Mossclaw out of his thoughts and taking him by surprise. In a heartbeat, the little animal had sunk it's teeth into his throat and torn his jugular vein in half, allowing blood to stain his tabby fur. By the time the old tom hit the ground, his heart had already stopped beating.
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Darkstar - Marshwhisker - Daypaw - Shadowthorn - Mistyfur Littlefrost - Stonekit - Falcon
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