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    Frenchpaw already had started off where the strong twoleg scent was, auds forward, tail twitching. "I heard of something called 'feeder mice' before. They're supposedly kept in large tubs, rows, alive... we could try to find one. Someone with a good nose could find a den with them."



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    Her attention was snagged.
    "Feeder mice?" She tasted the air. "Hmm..."


  • Alpha explained, ' Your friend Bailey here told me about what happened to ThunderClan.... I really wanted to help out so I permanently gave the clan this pond so that they always have a supply of water..."



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    Back to the alpha. "What about your pack?"


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    "I also heard that the feeder mice are suppose to feed twolegs' pet reptiles. Which means, there is a lot of feeder mice out there!" Frenchpaw said excitedly.



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    She gave him a grateful nod. "Thank you very much. I'm sure Thunderclan will return the favor."
    Glancing at Frenchpaw, she asked, "Where do we find them?"


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    Frenchpaw's answer was a shrug. "In the twoleg places. It will probably smell a lot like tons of rodents. Pet stores are probably not going to have the live ones, unless you want to go through the trouble of opening stuff."



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    "Alright." The junior ranger nodded again. "I'll tag along. Shall I lead or you?"
    Glancing at the pack, she added, "You've done enough. If you wish, I feel you can leave now. However, more help would certainly be appreciated."


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    "You can go ahead and lead." Frenchpaw said, stepping back for her to lead the way.
    /museless



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    "Alright." With that, the brown feline streaked away, expecting the apprentice to follow.


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    And follow she did. Frenchpaw, every once in a while, kept sniffing of the ground, trying to catch even the faintest stench of a mass of mice, rats, whatever they'd find. Her hackles raised at the thought of being near her past home.



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    Eventually, they left Thunderclan territory.
    "Approaching Twolegplace," Reimu reported.


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    "Well, I can most definitely smell it!" Frenchpaw's nostrils wrinkled in disgust, remembering that the territory's mess was caused by the twolegs.



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    The female slowed down and tasted the air.
    Yuck.
    "How do we find the mice?" She raised an eyebrow.


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    "Should scent like a mass of rodents." Frenchpaw sniffed the ground, thinking she might be onto something. "... Add death to the scent. And fear." She rounded a corner, spotting an odd shaped building she'd been scenting. "It's so strong!" She cried, staring at it. "That may be it... that'd make sense... it's really close to a pet store. Should we check it out?"



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    "I guess so."


    /Reimu's too far away to hear the screech :0