Dragoncrest Cliffs ♫ & eyes & eyes & eyes & eyes

Even though the kill had gone to good use, giving it to Blixen, she’s empty handed once more with nothing to offer her friend. He’s likely taken from the cache, or hunted for himself, but she wants to find something he doesn’t have to put too much effort in in order to have something fresh. The bird had been small, perhaps not enough to fill his belly, so she searches the outer portion of the redwood forest that lines their claim. She’d noted the scent of a fox earlier in the day and she finds it later, trailing after it when she realizes just how fresh it is.
 
Most of her kills have been small, or injured, and a fox will be the first thing of some substance. It is a little thin, likely separated from its skulk, but enough to satisfy hunger for a little while. Her tail whips behind her when she finds it slowly, sniffing the ground, but foolishly continues to move against the wind to give her the advantage.
 
She takes a heavy step where her feet had once been light, cracking a branch beneath her that causes the fox to flinch and look back. Furi doesn’t give it the chance to really get away before she’s launched forward. It takes off a second later, weaving through the trees but her speed with limber legs make it easy to close the distance, throwing herself forward to land on its back. They land with a disgusting crunch, a wailing yip, and she scrambles to latch onto its neck, shaking and clamping down until its form is lifeless beneath her.
 
Furi remains on top of the kill for several minutes, panting, and trying to catch her breath before she scoops it up by the scruff and trots back into the forest with @Étoille in mind.