The Heartwood bar hopping

Something above caused a branch to rustle, and Dune looked up to see a hawk perched dangerously low to the ground. Normally, he would not even think of attempting to hunt one... but this one seemed weak, perhaps out of sorts considering how low it had landed. The white male crouched, readying himself for the eventual leap toward the winged creature. Just as he was about to spring up, however, the bird took flight, and Dune gave up on attempting to catch it, returning to his journey toward the mountain.