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The night was young and the moon cast a blue glow across the field. Prey scurried under the brush as night predators crept on silent paws, drinking in the scents with jaws wide open. A slight breeze sent a whisper through the grass and carried the petals of flowers across the darkness. The trees tossed gently and reached their leafy limbs towards the evening sky as stars began to form like sparkling diamonds against the black. A silver-furred female crouched in the dancing grass, her ears perked forward toward the sound of a rodent nosing the dirt. The rain had stopped for a moment and the female took advantage of the change to travel northwest towards the dense forested part of Cour Des Miracles. Her stomach was empty and lurched for the prey that sat, unexpectedly, only several paw steps away. She controlled herself though, taking each of her hunting lessons by heart, she followed them in order. Laying one black paw in front of the other, staying low, Ever stalked silently. A breeze rushed by her, carrying the scent of the squirrel across her face.
The foliage around her thinned as she came up close to the red rodent. He was oblivious of his surroundings as he groomed his fur with tiny claws. Silver-blue orbs stared intently at him from the darkest part of the meadow. In a flash, the wolf leapt from the grasses and began the chase. The squirrel was quick on fresh energy but slowed as soon as the meadow thickened into the forest. He searched instinctively for a tree to climb, listening to the easy breathing of his predator behind him. As the squirrel lunged he lost his chance. Ever was upon him in an instant, breaking his tiny neck and lifting his dead body into her mouth. She licked at the fur with her tongue while her eyes searched for a place to eat.
The night was already heavy with blackness when Ever found a patch of light sea grass by the ocean. The female dropped her prey and scented the air carefully before sinking her teeth into the squirrel’s fat stomach. She ate slowly as the moon climbed the sky and settled above Ever, washing her grey coat with its light until it turned white. She looked up at the moon's comforting glow. The young wolf had only been in Miracles pack for a short time but she felt she belonged finally. The ocean lapped at the shore as the female dipped her head back down to her prey.
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