Stormkit looked up at Lavapaw in surprise. "Well yeah! I told you I was hunting! But now you made me miss my mouse," he mewed in a mock whining tone, though his eyes were bright with amusement.
"There's plenty more where that came from!" said Lavapaw. He dropped into a hunting crouch. "Let me show you how it's done."
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Lavapaw scented around and locke don a squirrel. Perfect, he thought.
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OOC: No, Lavapaw offered to take him hunting and Stormkit wandered off, but was found again by Lavapaw.
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Lavapaw lept at the squirrel, but missed and landed on his rear. "Rats! About 50 pages in a coma really does something to a guy!"
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