Post by FawnStar on Jan 1, 2008 21:43:49 GMT -5
shhhhhh.... said the wind in the trees. A crow cawed. LIttle footsteps pattered on the ground. Wooosh! a flash of brown zipped out of the small bushes. A little she cat was racing in circles, pawing at a leaf. She lept up and brought it crashing to the ground. "Ha! Caught yo-" squeak! The she-cats floppy, practicaly useless ears pricked up. A mouse! Real prey! She opened her mouth and droped into a hunters crouch. Steady Larka she thought to herself. As she pushed through the mud and the garbage, she saw a mouse under a wrapper. "You're mine." she said as she lunged. Larka grabbed the bouse with her paws and sheathed her claws, digging them into its head, killing it quickly.
