Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5992243-20140107094021

Tim. Stockholm and Avicii crept through the line of trees

"stop....I smell something..." Avicii paused midstep, her nose twitching, hr ears pricked up in alert.

She turned to face a little mouse scuffling in a bush.

"Let me do it" Tim whispered.

Tim dropped into a hunter's crouch.....

"MOUSE!" Stockhol shouted.

The mouse went scampering off.

"What....dude...that was not cool" Tim meowed staring at the vacant space where the mouse used to be.