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Brambleheart | Camp

Brambleheart licked his lips and stood up, kicking the remaining bones, from his meal, under a low thorn bush. He then proceeded to venture over to the camp entrance. He sat there, not knowing whether to go out on a hunt or to catch up on some sleep in his nest. He decided to go outside of the camp but wasn't going to hunt. He hadn't been out for a couple of days and just wanted to go for a walk. After he had walked a few fox-lengths he spotted a rustle under a large leaf. Arching his back in a long stretch, he sleepily dragged his paws over to the leaf. His paws brushed against the ground and inevitably the small shrew that had been hiding under the leaf darted out of its cover and sprinted away. Of course, Brambleheart, being the experienced warrior that he was, had anticipated this. With his long stride he quickly covered the distance and expertly pounced, landing squarely on the mouse and killing it with one swift bite to the back o the neck. Huh... I guess I did go hunting after all.