After he downs the mouse, and looks around in fear, and begins sniffing around for more prey. They have so much. Why are they so angry over just a few mice? He begins creeping deeper into the trees, but stays close to the edge, so he can bold at a moments notice. He stops when he smells the sent markings. I guess they are real. He creeps along the border, watching the darkness for any massive cats that he was told live deep in the trees.