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After hearing that he only needed to hunt for himself, Shadow went off the the Hunting Grounds.

In the world of hunting, Shadow had one advantage against predators and prey, excluding speed. This advantage was that his natural camouflage was aided by his small size. In tall grasses during spring through fall, he was below the grass looking like dirt. When there was snow on the ground, Shadow was even harder to see.

As Shadow walked through the snow with his muzzle up to use as guidance, he came across a small deer. It was standing looking around, before eating some branches off of a smaller bush. It lifted its head once more to be surprise by a small, white fur ball leaping onto the dear's neck. After about two minutes of being swung around, Shadow finally was able to get a good grip on the dear's neck and killed it within one bite, puncturing both major blood veins and the esophagus. Around 15 seconds after the bite, the dear was on the ground dead. Now, Shadow let out a howl that stated that he would need help dragging his kill. Laying at the leg of the dear, Shadow did what he always did when he killed big prey; he began to eat the meat and flesh off of the leg below the knee.