Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2008 15:07:59 GMT -5
Blackmist had left the camp just a few moments ago. She decided that she needed to get out for a good hunt. The fresh-kill pile could always use any food brought to it. The sun shone through the pine trees as Blackmist started to listen for any movement. She heard a small heart beat just a little ahead and as she got closer, Blackmist saw a mouse looking for food underneath a smaller tree. She padded forward silently in the shadows, unseen. Just as she got close enough, she got into her crouch and pounced. With one quick move Blackmist killed the mouse. She buried it under the tree so she could come back for it later.
