[~Echo~]

Ash was fast asleep in a large cardboard box with newspaper on the bottom. The sun was raising. The large tom sat up and stretched. He was quite hungry so went for a hunt. Ash walked over to the border of the forest. There wasnt as much prey, but there was enough. He pointed his nose into the air. A moment later her caught the scent of mouse and pinpointed it. The tom got into a crouch and stalked it. Right before he was about to leap, he stepped on a stick so it began to scurry away. But Ash wasnt going to give up on the plump mouse. He pounced and caught it between his paws barly. He brought it back to his alley and dug in.