(aaa he noticed. omc.)
Rabbitfur slithered across the sandy territory beneath him. Some prey preferred showing itself at night, when it was cooler. He decided to travel all the way to Sandy Stones, then hunt through the forest on the way back. That should guarantee at least two morsels of prey. And that was better than an empty pile. He stopped suddenly and shifted his weight to his hind paws, seeing a mouse dart out of hiding in front of him. He stepped a little closer before pouncing and killing it. That's one. He left it where it lay to explore further up sandy stones to try and find any more easy prey that will sustain the Clan, and hopefully himself










