(In that case, Stormy the loner is open :3)
Stormy hissed with an angry shake of her troubled head when she looked at the shrew she found. How Could she survive when she didn't know a single thing about hunting? The shrew was crowfood. And with a loud hiss of disgust and rage, she threw the shrew with her little paw and ran into the large forest where maybe, maybe, she'd find something better.