*One mouse was upstairs pilfering around the bedroom. While another was collecting random bits of food from the fridge into her dress, using it as a basket with one hand lifted, her tail sashaying behind her. *
You returned to your new home. You had only been at the old farmhouse that you inherited for about a week; this had been your first trip to the nearby small town of Shady Oak.
Both of them had heard the door open with their large, radar like mouse ears, quickly going tense and quite as they listened. Madison would slide herself beneath the bed, using her thin frame to her advantage, as Mia wrapped the bundle of food in her skirt and ducked behind the door of the nearby pantry, both going silent, motionless.