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[Dragon - She-Cat - 23 Moons]

Dragon gently padded along, through the long grasses and abundant wild flowers of the plains. It was eerily quiet, save for the roaring thunderpath, providing a good opportunity for a hunt. Prey was scarce around here, but there was always an opportunity for some, she mused, swishing her ginger and white tail around in concentration. There must be something around here, surely!

Finally, she picked up on a small noise. A mouse, she thought, pattering around in the grass. Slowly, she picked herself up and began to stalk the noise, trying to remain quiet and downwind. A whisker away, a whisker away… and finally a pounce, ending the little thing’s life quickly. It was small and thinner than she would have liked, but any prey was good prey, especially considering her less than brilliant hunting techniques. Going from a kittypet to a rogue was never easy for any cat, but it was worth it, she decided.