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Weekly Contest #243
He knew he must keep very still. The mouse seemed just inches from his paws, eating nonchalantly, completely unaware of the nearby danger. His nose twitched in anticipation as he inched himself closer to his prey. He had made his move too sudden. With a sharp squeak, the mouse jerked its head up and scurried away. Thicket pounced, trying his best to stop it from escaping, but it was no use. The mouse disappeared from sight. Thicket’s paws caught nothing but air as they thumped back onto the ground. He growled, “Darn! I thought I had it.” It ...
Weekly Contest #239
The fire crackled and glimmered. Silas's eyes felt heavy as he gazed mesmerized at the dancing flames. What was this feeling in his stomach? It felt like something coiling around his heart, constricting him, and sucking all the life that he had once had out of him. He and his girlfriend of two-years had broken up a few months ago, and he still hadn't gotten over it. On nights like these, he found himself awake, unable to comprehend what he was really truly supposed to be doing with his life. He had just constantly felt so bitter and empty....
Mist felt the wind pelt her face as she crawled out of her makeshift den. All she could see around her was a white haze from the swirling snow. She thought about just crawling right back into the den, but then her stomach rumbled, reminding her why she needed so desperately to get out. Food! She had run out of what food she had stored up days ago, and now her hunger was pressing her to venture out of her den for the first time since the snow storm had hit. The frost seemed to bite and claw at her sides and face, and her paws stung from the...
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