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« Last post by Nerdpaw on April 19, 2018, 04:41:21 pm »
The young trio of Rusty, Rose and Dandelion were glad to be part of this rag tag clan. Not only was Dandelion getting help she needed for her leg, but all three were steadily learning how to properly hunt other prey not from the farm they came from. Birds were a particular favorite, and the three, not having prior knowledge of how to hunt the flying creatures, started teaching themselves. They still weren't quite used to hunting for more than just themselves, but they were getting a better idea of it now.
"Lookit there! A sparrow, I think..." whispered Rusty. It was a lucky guess on his part. Rose was right beside him, peering at the bird. A few tail lengths back, Dandelion was watching the ground rather than the air, listening for scuffles of mice or squirrels. So far, they only had a mouse and a small bird between the three of them. Dandelion had caught the mouse, worrying her brother when she went off without her other siblings; her leg was still healing somewhat, even if they all mutually agreed that it wouldn't heal quite right or completely.
"Well don't scare it off, catch it." mewed the smallest of the three, her ears angled elsewhere as Rose and Rusty crept just a bit closer.
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