Post by Fernstar on Apr 17, 2012 7:53:09 GMT -5
Fernstar walked through her territory, her chin high. It was a beautiful day, and she didn't want it to go to waste. Fern took in a deep breath, glancing in the direction of a robin's scent trail.
Crouched low, belly fur almost touching the ground, Fernstar stalked her prey. Her tail tip brushed the ground for a split second, and then the attack began.
She was as silent as could be, but still just fast as an adder. The robin didn't even have time to give out a warning cry. It's neck snapped, and it died instantly.
It felt good, hunting. Fernstar hadn't been able to hunt as much, or as well, due to her age. Plus she had just lost her life to sickness not even a moon ago.
She knew she wasn't alone, though. It was obvious her nephew, and probably her deputy, were on her trail. Both of the youngsters had good motive, but they did get to be a bother at times.
Fern placed her catch under one of the Ancient Sycamore's roots. Soon she was taking in more scents, looking for anything else to bring home to her Clan.
Crouched low, belly fur almost touching the ground, Fernstar stalked her prey. Her tail tip brushed the ground for a split second, and then the attack began.
She was as silent as could be, but still just fast as an adder. The robin didn't even have time to give out a warning cry. It's neck snapped, and it died instantly.
It felt good, hunting. Fernstar hadn't been able to hunt as much, or as well, due to her age. Plus she had just lost her life to sickness not even a moon ago.
She knew she wasn't alone, though. It was obvious her nephew, and probably her deputy, were on her trail. Both of the youngsters had good motive, but they did get to be a bother at times.
Fern placed her catch under one of the Ancient Sycamore's roots. Soon she was taking in more scents, looking for anything else to bring home to her Clan.
