Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5331607-20150717012213/@comment-5331607-20150717014451

Slowly, she began to creep towards the mouse with light, sure pawsteps, her tail as stiff as a twig. She peered at the mouse, which had started to nibble on a seed, from behind a twisted tree root. Then, with she pounced and landed with her two front paws square on top of it, snapping its neck. "Yes!" she hissed quietly, in case there were other creatures around.