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« Thread Started on May 2, 2008, 12:15pm »

Sorrel was perched in an old, darkened tree, drinking in all her surroundings. The Martial eagle's brown feathers blended with the shadows of the gloomy wood, appearing to be a snaggled tree branch in the darkness. The only sign that showed that she was not a branch was he gleaming, sunshine yellow eyes, piercing the -- what seemed to be, as the trees blotted out the sun -- night.
Sorrel hadn't eaten for quite some time, thanks to her ultimate finicky nature and picky stomach, so she was desperate to find some good -- and maybe partially clean -- prey. Her stomach rumbled quietly, as if it was ashamed to be hungry, and that reminded her just how hungry she was.
A small, pulsing movement scurrying behind a tree caught her eye, and using her excellent eyesight, she challenged the figure to move again. She tried to pinpoint the location of it, wanting to get this prey, but she had lost it. It was as if the darkness swallowed it up into nothingness. Sorrel shook the feeling off of her feathers that said she was being watched.
Another pulse, but this time it didn't get away, Sorrel took to the air and swooped down upon the figure, clutching it in her talons. She heard a ghastly snap -- the spine had probably broken -- and it was all over. The prey was a rather scrawny hare with blinded eyes from the looks of the pale irises.
Sorrel carried it easily to a nearby branch and began to devour the more savory parts of the hare -- the liver, brain, heart, and other organs -- before starting to shred the meat.
She looked up, as if expecting bright eyes to be watching her from the darker part of the forest. A feeling of being watched crept over her again as she stared uneasily into the shadows......
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