how many shrimps

He stayed low to the earth, one ear raising to check the wind while the other remained pinned to his head. Slowly he crept closer, his stomach tightening as he neared the egret his eyes wide and fully focused on his kill. The egret ducked its head in the water and withdrew a silvery fish before gulping it down and Rosemary licked his lips in anticipation, he could just imagine stuffing the bird’s feathers into a nice soft pillow for his empress sister far too concerned with pelts rather than the actual pale flesh the bird had to offer.

Silently he crouched, the thin chains on his harness muted by the water as he coiled his back legs and prepared to spring forward.

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