Sleeping Dragon Feathers

Storm determined that all he would do was hunt from now on. Collecting feathers had not appeased her. Although if Heda wished for feathers, he would locate them again. His attempts to garner favour were quashed by a mighty paw. If all she wanted was for him to fill caches and feed the pack, that is what he would do. Now did not seem a good time to admit he was a pretty poor hunter, especially a solitary one for small game. What he would be like with a mangled leg was anyone’s guess. [b]“Yes Ma’am.”[/b]  He responded immediately. He faltered, wondering whether to simply stay quiet. But he decided to add, in a faint voice from his cowering position on the floor: “Lucani said I should be able to walk properly soon.” Walk, not run. But if he lay in wait he may be able to surprise spring bunnies he supposed.