As the sun went down, Deadkit was ready to admit defeat. She had horrible heaves from something, probably the bugs, but there was nothing to throw up. She had already heaved up the meager contents of her stomach, a few bugs and a bit of water, and now felt weaker than ever. Then she had an inspiration. What if instead of eating their prey, she STOLE their prey, and THEN ate it? THAT might work. Trying to stand on shaky legs, she headed into the clearing to put her plan into action.
As she staggered across the seemingly enormous clearing towards the fresh-kill pile, she noticed it looked unusually small. In fact, all she could see in the dark was a small, bony bird. Still, it was better than nothing. Grasping it within her teeth, she set out to drag it back to her hiding place, unaware of anything around her. @
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