Quietly I advanced on the quivering bush. Slowly...slowly...and pounce! I sprung off my feet and into the bush, ignoring the prickles of thorns digging into my pads. I instantly felt the warm body of the small creature which had been hiding within. Suddenly it broke free from my grasp and dashed away. The mouse was tiny and performed sharp turns well. I had to scramble to keep up with it, clumsily clobbering around the edges of dark buildings, puffing for breath. On top of that, I knew it was a bad night to be out alone. The Seeker was out, and late night at dark was its realm.
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