Broken Antler Fen Bon appetit?

Just as Brandy began wondering if SHE could fill the beta spot, the female before her broke the thoughts. Pearl didn't seem to disagree, but instead they fell into the next topic of their conversation. At first, she didn't respond. What did she mean, gather them for the mice? But, her brain finally putting the pieces of puzzle together, she realized she meant to hunt. The mice wouldn't lesen the curving of their bodies, but it would keep them from starving. 
Honestly, though, as soon as the white female turned it into a game, well, of course the young girl was down. Aduin might have been tempering her hyperactivity, meaning she was not so careless and troublesome, but now that energy had nowhere else to go other than to play! Of course, though, there were questions. 
         "Sure, but where do we want them? There's little places for cover, and I can't imagine Sebastian would be too happy if there were mice bothering us in our sleep."