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Originally Posted by Midna
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As they made their way back into camp, Nettlebreeze shrugged as she placed the mouse and squirrel down into the fresh-kill pile. "Usually rabbit, but I'm not a picky eater so it doesn't really matter to me," The bengal she-cat replied, looking over at Shadefoot. "Though you could choose if you wanted." |
" Rabbit it is then ." He meowed and sniffed around for one , pausing to look up at Nettlebreeze . " Want to go pick out a spot ?" The Tom questioned as pulled out a rabbit, grunting in satisfaction . It was quite small but it would suffice for the pair .