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Kestrelwing

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Perhaps his luck was turning around. Since he'd decided to participate in this challenge he'd been rewarded with successful catches, and no as he set his sights on a den of mice he couldn't help but quietly chuckle. If this was some sort of joke that those dead cats were playing on him... Regardless, the tom slunk forward, keeping his body in line with the hunters crouch he had perfected moons ago with Graytail. Gotcha, he thought as he slapped a paw on the mess of mice tails, using his other unsheathed claw to finish off the job.

Mice dangling from his jaws, Kestrelwing dropped them off on his pile.

[+4 small prey so far]