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She approaches low as her back arches,
with burning, reproachful eyes she stares. Showing just a slight bit of fang, a low growl comes between her lips. Her tail flicks, her claws come out her back end wags as she lowers her head. A slight movement catches her eye, she launches herself in the air. Paw stretched out, fur flying around, and a split second later she has her prey. A struggle ensues as they fight for control, but it's a losing battle for both; their human's have intervened, split the two of them apart. Such is the life of a cat trying to keep her territory her own.
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