Moonspear Playing with fire

She sat on the ledge, licking her lips and thinking back on her conversation with Warbone. "She used to set traps for larger prey," he had said of his former mate, explaining that she could capture a deer single-handed. But how could she (Wildfire) bait a deer? She couldn't lure it with meat. Furthermore, how exactly did she plan to get the drop on it, once she got it where she wanted it? Wildfire wished she had pressed him for more details. Although it might be fun to innovate her own strategies.

For now, she decided to shelve the idea and pursue her more typical prey: small game. She threaded down the mountainside, for once not stumbling even once, and began to comb her nose along the forest floor at the foot of the mountain. As she wended through the trees, the sky dimmed and it began to rain lightly. Paying no attention to the turn in the weather, Wildfire kept her nose earthward and was rewarded when she struck the trail of a woodchuck.