Monday, 30 June 2014

Mustelid Narrative

One day when I was hunting down where the forest is I was rolling on the nice soft grass. But at once when I stopped. And heard a strange sound. Coming from the wild forest. I searched and searched it stopped when I took one step. It was mustelids they were hunting rabbits, eggs and kiwis. I was frightened because when I looked at them they looked very angry.

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