Mouse in a bottle [p]
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The sun moved noticeably in the sky before Krissy woke up, what was before early morning was now midday. She dreamed of the past, of Fred, her brother, of her parents she hadn't seen in a long time. She dreamed of her sisters, Danii and Elise, and of Smudge, the bulky black killer. There wasn't much she could remember from them, but just the thought was enough.

Krissy was suddenly hit by hunger pains, it wasn't often she needed to eat. When she did, she had to hunt for her food. She made a single leap from the tree into the tall grass of the field, smashing it under her agile body. She smelt around for trails of mice. Picking up a trail, she followed it for several yards until she realized what is before her. The smell was rare, slightly foul, but sweet, she switched and followed this scent instead. She slanted her path to the right and slunk several more yards through the tall grass to come upon a rare sight.

A female Luperci, black furred, a bottle in one hand. How had she not seen her from the tree? The tree was clearly visible from this point in the field. Krissy moves close to the Luperci, only a few feet away from her. Krissy crouched and stalked the Luperci, waiting for it to notice, or not notice her.


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