pacific ocean wrote:"Good catch." Pinewhisker called to her. Sniffing the air, the scent of vole flooded his senses. A quick look around and he could see the animal, clearly oblivious to the danger in it's quest for food. Pinewhisker dropped into a crouch, silently stalking the vole. As he got closer, he pounced, landing squarely on it's back. Pinewhisker nipped the back of it's neck to kill it.
Sorry I fell asleep... Whoops
|She nodded at his words and went back to hunting. She smelled mouse this time.