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[BETH]

Corban prided himself on having great navigational skills, and this was just a hurdle in those; it didn't prove anything that he was in the middle of nowhere and had no idea where he was.

Sometimes you didn't need to know where you were to hunt, and so far he was still somehow inside the safe zone. He'd just play it by ear, find something worth catching, and find his way home. Easy, even if he was still hindered by the lack of his leg.

The cougar's ears shot up as he heard something rustling in some prickly bushes down by a small pond, which was surrounded by these light green fuzzy bushes and other assorted small plants. He pressed his body to the ground and moved over the ground like a phantom, making no sound as he approached his target.

He readied himself to pounce but stumbled back when a figure leapt out of the bushes, tiny and fuzzy and most definitely not prey. Well, at least they weren't the type of prey Corban felt comfortable attacking.

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