Re: Oleander’s Burrow
Oleander fidgeted with a feather. Today she would go hunting. Even though she was only 3 moons old, she knew Ho to hunt for food. Exiting the tunnel, she sniffed the icy ground, catching the scent of a bird. A robin. Oleander followed the robin, and killed it in one fell swoop. Where she was led had the scent of mice, so Oleander decided to dig down slowly, identifying a family of mice. She killed the mice, and returned successfully to her burrow. Maybe I could join one of those clans? Oleander thought, and if I do, I should bring an offering of prey so there’s more chance of being accepted. Among the pieces of prey she caught, she decided that the robin she caught, a brown squirrel, a chubby vole and a petite rabbit would be her offerings, but those were majority of her prey pile, the rest being mice. If their leader won’t accept me, then that’s fine! I can survive on my own.
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