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I sat in my tree waiting for the perfect prey.

Nope, to Fast, to Loud, To quiet. I was so picky when feeding.

I tilt my head to the side hearing footsteps that sounded just perfect. not to fast, not to quiet. I leaped when i saw the right moment.I was about to strike when their vioce struck me like a bullet.

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