}~{ ♥》¤《 Bunny 》¤《♥ }~{
Bunny emerged from the brush and stared at the tom. "Eye's are on the prize, but your mind is somewhere else, kiddo."He was quickly followed by his two closest friends, Bark and Tide. Bunny gave a slight nod and praise to him. "Are you use to hunting in such crowded spots? If not you could go collect some moss filled with water, i'm sure they'd be just as helpful, Heron."
}~{ ♥》¤《 Tide 》¤《♥ }~{
Tide found it no use to sit and wait for orders and instead disappeared back into the undergrowth. Weaving around through the thorns and thickets, his fur began to get stuck along branches. Curse this long fur. I knew the forest wasn't ideal for my pelt. Trudging along through layers of bushes, he parted his jaws to take in scents. A small, somewhat fresh scent easily defined. Lowering into the hunting stance, he crawled forward slowly. When in range, the tom found his hind legs being launched into action. Landing only a fewtail lengths from the rodent, his neck extended only enough for him to grasp the tail. Flinging it back some, he turned and quickly went for the killing bite.
}~{ ♥》¤《 Bark》¤《♥ }~{
Bark remained beside Bunny's side. After all, he was next in line to Bunny, only second to him. Nodding a greet to Heron, the brown-and-black tom rested down onto his underbelly and began to groom his short fur. "Forest's been nice, plenty of prey this time," he added in with a croak. "nothing like last time."