Redtail Rise bloodrain

another leap. another grasshopper. ancelin had killed five of them today, though he had already eaten three. which was a net gain of two. but who needed math? the boy missed the last couple of pounces and stopped, dissuaded. he was hot and panted.
eventually he returned to the shade of a cool tree near the den. he looked around for others, constantly reminded by their appearances that they had blood inside them.
the event with his cousin and brother had never left ancelin.