Blackfeather Woods Drowning

Well, whatever reason Moonshadow had been crying, it was clear that she was not in a mood to talk about it. Amun nodded, exhaling a brief sigh of relief before the glimmer in his yellow eyes returned. His tail waved a few times to encourage her. "Good," he remarked. "Then in that case, let's get you something proper to eat!"

The front of his brain suddenly gave him a sense of worry. You are the worst hunter ever, it said, and he gave himself a little shake off, bouncing lightly on his feet. Whatever the case, he was going to figure out how to feed her if it took him all day. Or the next day. "You wanna stay here or come with?" he asked. She could, after all, be needed by her pups and have to stay near the den site.

But if Moonshadow followed, she would surely bear witness to his disastrous skill level.