A Night's Stroll

[josh]

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With a small smirk upon his kissers, his orange lanterns followed the site of a tawny owl diving towards a mouse. Too bad for the owl Scavendas was hungry...

As his tawny form sauntered after the white mouse, he gave a short growl so the owl changed its course. Best not to mess with him at the moment...

Diving forth, he caught the mouse's tail between his canines. Lifting his mug, he muttered through the creature, "Fife's no' fur, ish i'?"

Setting his haunches down on the grass, he looked up at the black sky. He was lucky he caught this thing...

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[silverwind]

quietly, so as not to alarm him, she stalks forward. staring hungrily at the mouse she waits

[silverwind]

the smell of a wounded dear tempts her, but she is too weak to take down big game. again she waits

[silverwind]

growing tired, she lyes down and starts to doze