RUFOUSPAW
Welcome to the celebration, baby! As Rufouspaw bit into the mouse's neck, she spotted a glint in the undergrowth from the corner of her eye. Strange. She set down her lunch for a moment (not before making sure the unfortunate critter was indeed dead) and approached it... soon seeing...
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