Claw Battle

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Yowls fill the air

Claws unsheathe

Teeth bared

Rip, tear, scratch!

Blood sprays the ground

A flurry of paws and bodies

A collection of scents muddled together

Who is friend and who is foe?

Strike! Duck! Feint! Pounce!

My brain sending out orders

Glints of moonlight reflecting on blood-stained claws

The battle goes on.



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