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Post by lunapelt on Apr 1, 2007 17:30:58 GMT -5
Lunapelt crept stealthily through the undergrowth of the thick forest, her pads resting noislessly on the dirt. A tongue swiped over her silvery furred lips and her twitching pink nose. The tip of her tail twitched as she listened. She could hear it, the soft, rapid beating of a mouse heart. She crept forward, making sure she didn't crunch on a leaf. Only a little more. She pounced. The mouse darted away but she was quicker. She hooked the mouse and tossed it into the air. It landed, stunned. Before it could scrabble away, she grabbed it again. Before it could make a sound, she finished it off with a quick bite. She had grown tiresome of salty fish and scraps from the trash on the ship, and had been trapped as it quested forward through the never ending, churning tide. Now, she was excited for her first taste of mouse-meat in a long time. SHe was aware of being in a clan territory, and she had spent most of the day avoiding patrols and hunting parties. She had watched them make plentiful kills with an empty belly, and then dug up their catches when they had barried them, leaving them outraged at their food bieng stolen by an unknown enemy. She finished the mouse off quickly and stretched herself out comfortably before setting off again. She unknowningly was heading strait for a patrol now, and now that she was full-fed, she was no longer trying to be stealthy. She was heading strait into trouble.
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