Thunder Dome Fools Rush in

Watching as the creatures flew through the air and left the safety of the high skies for their meal. Then with a carefully timed paw knocking their wings and causing a crash landing. At which point one would finish the job with the jaws.

It sounded like the reverse of fishing. Instead of the prey being in the water they swam through the air. A game of waiting. But as Andr thought about it more he placed the hunt in the opportunistic category rather than a patient one. The controllable variables were far higher with fishing. He couldn't envision someone setting out in the evening with the intent of catching a bat, it wouldn't be a well calculated risk. But if one were to simply fly past...

Knowing there were no conditions one could manipulate to create such an opportunity Andr thought of taking a bite. Just to see what it would taste like... No... something to cross off his list at a later time.

"That's rather perceptive of you. Is hunting less common game a habit of yours Miss...?" he trailed allowing her to answer his question and possibly provide a name.