Fawnleap entered the camp with a bundle of freshly picked herbs in her mouth. Scanning the clearing with her soft amber eyes she detected a scent of sickness. Wrinkling her nose, she dropped her herbs and followed it. It led her to the fresh-kill pile. Sniffing around, Fawnleap pulled a mouse off the pile and saw it was stuffed with deathberries, but still had the sick-scent to it. Some cat, most likely a mouse-brained apprentice, had known this mouse was sick and purposely stuffed it with deathberries and put it on the fresh-kill pile. But why would they do this? Fawnleap looked around the clearing, dropping the mouse in her jaws with disgust. She picked out one certain apprentice with guilt still freshly glimmering in their eyes.
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Fawnleap entered the camp with a bundle of freshly picked herbs in her mouth. Scanning the clearing with her soft amber eyes she detected a scent of sickness. Wrinkling her nose, she dropped her herbs and followed it. It led her to the fresh-kill pile. Sniffing around, Fawnleap pulled a mouse off the pile and saw it was stuffed with deathberries, but still had the sick-scent to it. Some cat, most likely a mouse-brained apprentice, had known this mouse was sick and purposely stuffed it with deathberries and put it on the fresh-kill pile. But why would they do this? Fawnleap looked around the clearing, dropping the mouse in her jaws with disgust. She picked out one certain apprentice with guilt still freshly glimmering in their eyes.
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