by ~IceFang~ » Sat Dec 12, 2015 11:50 pm
Icefang nodded, a little overcome by the leaders enthusiastic response. Getting up, he headed out, in the direction of his favorite hunting place, the garbage cans that only was cleaned once a month. It reeked, but it was worth it, the rats there grew as long as his tail. Pouncing on one of the bags, he made several small ones scurry. There was no using scent here, just tactics. Then, he leaped onto another bag, rustling up some rats. He kept on pouncing, looking for the perfect rat.