Sun Mote Copse Yeah, it's easy to get colder and it's easy to forget

That made sense, but scaring it was the only way Kiwi could think to make it move.  She'd never encountered this particular variety of prey and didn't know about their grouping habits.

That seems smart, she answered, too caught up in the hunt to be her usual touchy self.  She began to sniff the marks, trying to catch a sense of what it smelled like.  There was something unfamiliar, and she guessed that's what it was.  Smells feathery, She said, glancing over.  Let's follow it!  Without waiting, She bounded off, though once she hit another section of tracks she slowed to be sure it was the right smell and direction.