Phantom Hollow Here, birdy, birdy

Hunter thread. Help and observation are welcome.

Most of Mitanni's time had been spent applying herself toward scouting as she patrolled. While her efforts succeeded in keeping a heavy pack scent along the border, she was beginning to feel her contribution to the pack overall was lacking. Nothing exciting had happened along their borders to date, and with their neighbors openly accepting their claim the need for such heavy patrols was lessening. Which meant she needed something else to do.

She thought she knew what. Hunting might have been a commonly known craft, but the little wolf had hopes of excelling in it. She was small, and quick when she wanted to be. She'd already proven her skill at stealth, and now she wanted to apply that skill to a new trade.

Her gait was just slightly bouncy as she headed across the Hollow toward the river that cut through the forest. Her ears and eyes were alert even before she got there, and she needed to be if she intended to do what she'd set her mind toward. As she drew closer, Mitanni slowed and moved more carefully, giving herself enough time to scent the trees and bushes alongside the river. She hoped to find some waterfowl, and hoped even more to try her hand at catching some.