Birchfoot looked around. "Let's imagine I'm an enemy. I'm hiding in a bush. What will you do?" He backed up, and leapt around a bush, hiding underneath it.
"Hmm..." She padded around the bush, minding her footsteps. Trying not to step on anything, she padded quietly to the back of the bush, waiting to see if her enemy would notice her presence. After a bit, she carefully padded close to the bush from the back, and pounced, claws sheathed.
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"Well, when you're upwind.." Birchfoot began. "Wait. Stand right in front of the bush," he instructed, backing up. "Right now, the wind behind you is flowing toward me, and it carries your scent."