Moonspear Catch and release

The way he answered implied that he had a starting point in mind. Wildfire was all ears. When he proposed they check out a nearby field, her ears pricked and she bobbed her head, then motioned for him to take the lead. Neither one of them were hunters by trade (yet), though he already seemed pretty educated on the subject, so she would let him take point.

"There was a rabbit warren near my former pack's territory," she told him as they made their way there. It still felt a little weird calling Redhawk Caldera that, just as it was strange talking about it at all. "My Aunt Magpie was quite an expert at snaring them. It was incredible, watching her work." Wildfire's lips twitched as she thought of her young aunt. Wherever she was now, she didn't doubt Magpie was getting on just fine on a steady diet of bunny meat. It might be a cool homage to follow in the yearling's footsteps.