What was this?

A small mouse presses it's tiny body through the cracks and crevices of the old, ruined stone structure. It chews on various things, runs it's little hands over its head to preen, and sniffs the air. Only the sounds of birds calling and chirping through the old growth forest.

A suspiciously spikey shadow begins to loom over it...

WHAM!

Lucy slams his paws in the earth where the mouse once stood, only for it to skillfully evade him and run back into the darkness of some little hole.

aaaaaaAAAARGH. He snarls. Failure seemed to be the only thing he had been tasting recently, and hunger only made him even more rash.

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. The man's crash-out disturbed the birds, who fled from their perches on trees just to avoid his childish bitching. If there was any chance of catching prey before, he certainly had just ruined it.

Lucy kicked the ground into a puff of dust, defeated once again.