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Lily watched Forest creep around in one of the pastures, winding around horses, poking into the hay, looking around the water trough, and looking through every blade of grass. She had watched her do this before, but never had she seen her be so cautious about it. "Probably it's just because now there are horses in it." She said to herself. Usually the tortie cat hunted in the feild when the horses where inside, getting bathed or sheltering. Today Forest just went out, almost oblivious to the fact that the horses were still out.
Forest wasn't to happy that she had to share her hunting space with ther horses, but she wasn't just going to wait. She wanted to arrive at dusk. After a while, she found a spot where the horses weren't grazing. She crouched in a well-grown tuft of grass and waited.