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The sun's intense rays shone down through the tree-tops, creating pools of sunshine down on the forest floor. Frost padded through the lakes of light, half alert for prey, and half alert for rogues. She had thought and slept over Shark's words. She had finally come to the decision that she wanted at least a friend or two to help her if she really needed it. Despite her lingering grief over her sister, she wasn't going to create a Clan. Too much work, she thought. As Frost rounded a rather large oak tree, she caught the distinct scent of a rogue cat. It was mingled with the scent of mouse. Instinctively, her sleek black fur spiked up along her

The sun rose slowly, throwing shadows through the forest and sending rays between spaces in the thick leaves of the deciduous forest. Out of a clump of ferns slid a black she-cat. Her blue gaze was fixated on a twitching leaf of a gorse bush. The cat slid silently across the clearing and gathered her strength into her haunches. She hesitated a moment longer and leaped off the ground gracefully, landing perfectly next to an unsuspecting chipmunk. She threw a paw down on its mouth, stopping the creature from squealing and alerting other prey. She swiftly leaned down and delivered a killing bite to its neck. The chipmunk went limp and was picked