Moonspear Playing with fire

He said he wasn't hungry, so Wildfire scanned her surroundings for somewhere quick to stash the kill. She would come back later to collect it to add to a proper cache. She spotted a hole perhaps four feet up the smooth, pale trunk of a beech tree. She trotted over to it, reared onto her hind legs and stuffed the body inside. She then resumed all fours and loped back to her Alpha's flank.

"I like to think I'm a good tracker," Wildfire said, "and I'm up for a challenge if you are. So what was this perfect prey? I bet we could track it down."