Silvertip Mountain That's where I am, silent in the trees

Not too early- perfect!

She agreed with his plan, and they were off, searching for the exact location of their prey. Anita spoke softly when she had found it, and Steady walked over gingerly, trying to keep his steps as light as he could. Steady kept his voice low. I'm going to go around to the other side. We'll sit tight until it comes out, then I'll push him your way. He looked to her for confirmation. Providing he got it, he went around to the other side, settling down partly behind a bush. He kept his head low, and his breathing shallow and even. 

This part required a lot of patience, as rabbits were flighty things, always scared of the littlest movement. It was a little while of silence before it popped his head out of the hole. Steady was ready, but knew not to move just yet. He waited until the rabbit came out, and hopped a little ways from its home. When it was far enough, Steady bolted from his spot, his eyes fixated on the rabbit. His gaze glanced down just in time to see a second hole, and he had to jerk to the side to avoid it. In doing that, he lost his momentum on the rabbit, which turned and hastily went down a third hole. Steady growled at himself as he approached that hole, though he need not waste his energy. The rabbit was long gone under ground. His expression turned apologetic at his gaze went to Anita. He knew it was his fault they lost their meal.