A loners new home~ Writing example ^^

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Cilantrofur crept silently, with each step carefuly placing each paw slowly on the ground. A Thrush was dancing infront of him, flapping its bark brown wings wildly as it searched the damp earth for the slimy worms that Cilantro disgusted. Once he had crept far enough, he arched his back into a position, ready to pounce on the brown, dotted bird he had longed to eat. He waited for the right moment, then pushed his paws down before releasing them. As he flew towards his prey, with a cloud of dust behind him, he, quickly, unsheathed his claws, stretching them towards the fluttering bird.

The tom could feel the ground closing in. He stretched out for the fluttering bird- and found himself lucky that he had managed to catch the bird and force it to the ground. When they both made contact with the soft meadow grass, Cilantro swung for the bird, swatting it with his cinnamon, black paws. He dug his claws into the birds fleshy stomach, spilling out maroon blood oozing out onto the ground. The tom bent down to pick up his catch, and then paced across Thunderclan territory back to camp, leaping over branches and sticks that lay on the floor. He couldn't wait to get back.