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Undertaker
"Yes, this is the waterbarn, I believe." Owlfeather answered her apprentice simply. Her eyes were still cloudy from the battle, and she remained a bit off-balance. Hopefully it wouldn't hinder her hunt too much. There was water flowing through a wide crevice in the very center of the structure, with an enormous round thing spinning from the current. The old warrior padded carefully up and lapped gently at the stream. Icy cold and refreshing. She looked around, scenting for any living creatures.
"Try the corners, and look up high as well. That's where mice would likely be." She herself padded to one corner, senses alert. Almost immediately she picked up mouse scent, and was on the hunt. It wasn't long before she spotted it, pounced, and made her first kill of the day.