Post by Whitetip on Dec 2, 2008 15:32:01 GMT -5
Whitetip moved slowly through the bracken. He didn't want to disturb anyone or anything. At least not until he was ready to. He watched as a mouse shuffled out from under a leaf. With in seconds he had killed it. Moving swiftly he pounced on it and relieved it of it's life. This is fun. I like the joy of hunting. He'd thought that today was going to be boring. The sky was covered in clouds and it had rained earlier but now it was okay outside. He finished his meal and went back to strolling through the undergrowth.