A/N: Longclaw tells me these are quite awesome. :P
The ground was muddy. It had just rained.
Sparrowfur ducked into the undergrowth, her paws skimming the damp forest floor. If she was careful not to let any mud splash around, she may be able to sneak up on her prey.
She was getting nearer and nearer. She could see her target's black-and-white fur from here. His back was to her, his ears pointed forward. He showed no sign of suspicion that she was there. She pressed her striped brown tail closer to the ground, being careful not to let it drag. Almost there...just one more step and she could leap.
Sparrowfur swung around and came face-to-face with her wildly grinning, heavily purring sister. "What are you doing here?"
"You're not out hunting, are you?" Bluetail asked, ignoring the question. "That's funny, because I don't see any prey around here. All I see is..." Her blue eyes widened in mock realization and she gasped. "Smallbird!"
The small black-and-white warrior dove into the undergrowth, looking confused. "What's going on here?"
Bluetail's grin had now reached ear to ear. "Sparrowfur here wanted to surprise you. Y'know...flirt." She placed her tail on her sister's shoulder. "I'll leave you to it then." She turned to leave, but stopped for a moment and looked over her shoulder. "By the way, Sparrowfur, next time...try not to leave your prints in the mud."
And with that, she leapt out of the undergrowth, which rustled behind her. An awkward silence followed, and Sparrowfur inwardly cursed her sister's nosiness.
Leave it to Bluetail to ruin the punchline.
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