Lost Creek Hollow One season

She slowed to a stop, panting heavily as the rabbit she was chasing made some scampering sound out of sight in the distance.  Treason had probably kept chasing a fair bit after she knew it wasn't going to be a successful hunt, possibly out of frustration, but now it was definitely long gone out of her reach.  No question there.

So, it was to be something from the cache today. Treason was probably almost at the point where it would probably make sense for her to stop even trying to catch lightning quick prey like that.  But would she?  Probably not.  She didn't see herself as useless, so she would continue to do all of her normal duties, which included hunting, even if everything she caught (and then some) went solely into her own stomach.  Anyway, once she caught her breath, she started towards the nearest cache.  Maybe that, then a patrol or something.