Great Bear Wilderness Honest Mistakes

@Fox

Mara sniffed around the grassland at the base of mountain that housed the Red Hawk pack. It seemed awfully uncomfortable to live in a hollowed out volcano, but she guess they could do what ever they wanted. Mara focused back on her sniffing and of scented a rabbit that had passed through here less then ten minutes ago. Jack pot.

Following the trail on silent paws, she spotted the fluffy grey creature nibbling on some piece of food it had found. She crouched, ready to spring when something moved near the rabbit. Her prey shot off into the grass and Mara sprung after it, her russet paws pounding across soft grass in hot pursuit. Her stormy grey eyes sparkled with the thrill of the hunt. She was less then a leap away and she pushed her hind legs in one final attempt to catch sprinting blur. Her claws hooked in its soft grey pelt and it stumbled to the ground, Mara coming down on top of it in a heap of sunset fur. She snapped its neck in one twist and it stopped struggling beneath her.

Mara huffed and lifted the hare in her jaws. Looking around she realized she had come to the base of the mountain. She could smell the scent marker close by. She hoped the caldera wolves wouldn't be mad she was this close.