Broken Antler Fen Hunting Rabbits

Horosk had been wandering around, not really doing much, so he decided to do a bit of hunting. His autumn coloured fur shone in the light, his eyes searching the surroundings eagerly. Soon he scented a rabbit, not too far away. He could see it, he just had to get a little closer, else it would run away too quickly - their burrows were fairly close by. He crouched, creeping closer and closer, then sprang. He felt a thump as he landed on the rabbit, though it wriggled and sped away. Frustrated, Horosk chased after it and caught up with it by some trees. He kept running, until he was in front of it, and grabbed it by the neck as it went past. He bit down hard, feeling the rabbits body go limp. Then he went and sat down were he had been before, gazing up at the blue sky.