Firefly Glen [PHE] qanglaxtal

When it was decided that she would chase, Nantahala nodded and moved into position. She moved slowly, cat-like and steady, while keeping their prey in her line of sight. She would have to find a way to keep the birds from flying away, and while she wasn’t sure how, she was confident she’d think of a way.

Once they were both in position, Nantahala began to creep towards the flock. When she was close enough, she leapt, startling them and sending them every which way. Some flew away, while others hopped, and she searched the frenzy to find a target. She found a plump one hopping in the direction of the bushes, and she honed in on it, and began to herd it towards Kitimat.