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Originally Posted by windtail
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Eaglepaw lifts his muzzle into the air and smells for a mouse or vole. He catches wind of a mouse. He quickly crouches, doing as Silverstripe told him to. He spots the mouse by a patch of brush, eating a nut. He pounces, landing on it. He cuts of the tiny squeak of alarm, dispatching it after a short prayer to StarClan, thanking them for it's life. He smiles at Silverstripe.