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Sarrafi

Sarrafi 3/7/12- Part 1 Sarrafi crouched down into the long, dry grass. His tense, tan hide was well camouflaged in the windswept grasslands. He forced his quivering tail to stay still as he waited for the next command. "Now," said the soft, quiet voice of his mother, "slowly move foreword, stalking the prey. You must be completely silent, like the softest breeze." Sarrafi obeyed, making sure that the dried grass beneath him didn't crunch under his velvety, cream colored paws. He moved so smoothly through the grass that he seemed to be nothing more than the wind, invisible. He kept stalking foreword, until he reached a small, sandy cleari