Blackfeather Woods The huntress appeared.

Tagging @Nemesis but any of the pack members are allowed to join.

 

Whisper stalked the large hare quietly, it was, yes only a hare, but it was a large hare.  She was absolutely quiet, and so was the rabbit out of self preservation. Her lips twitched upwards a bit in a grin. Even the catch of a small rabbit would  contribute some hunting to the pack. She would keep hunting, working, and marking the borders. She was determined to keep the territory strong and the caches of food stronger. It was her duty as a pack member. Of course, she only knew Burke right now, but hoped to soon encounter Nemesis.


As she neared it, its ears flipped up. She was on it in a flash, just as it began to dart away. There was no way she was going to let the fat spring prey get away from her that easily. It flipped over and kicked at her neck, only managing a small scrape due to her thick layers of silky fur. She grabbed its skull and twisted, breaking its neck and ending its life. As blood trickled into her mouth from where she had pressed her teeth into the skull, she smiled. It was a satisfying taste. Warm, delicious rabbit blood.

She picked it up once again by its skull and trotted to the tree where she had buried the raven she had caught. Wonderful. Once she had buried it, she trotted off towards the undergrowth, hoping to find a woodchuck or a vole. Either was fine, both were rich in flavor and nutrients.