"WHAT?!" Nightwing turns rapidly and spots some movement in the grass. He dives after the little rodent and grabs it in one paw. He holds it up by the tail. "I thought I felt some magic nearby. You certainly don't smell like a mouse."<br/><br/>He turns and walks back to Hunter, slightly off-balance on only three legs, and sits beside the sleeping cat. His eyes glow briefly as he tries to heal the tranquilizing effect.