Firefly Glen Copacabana

Just in an attempt to tidy up threads, this'll be the last post from me :)

His success brought a smile to his face, and over the beating of wings and squawking of bewildered birds he looked around, through the softly falling feathers, to see that Hydra too had caught one. He wasn't surprised- she was definitely the most skilled out of the three of them present. He searced, scanning through the tan stalks of tall grass to see his beige-toned sister, but with nothing in her mouth. Bird hunting took time and practice, and even if a meal couldn't be won, she'd at least get a better idea of how to hunt partridges and pheasants. 

He barked as he trotted over toward her, and lobbed the bird high into the air with a flick of his neck, so at least she'd get another shot at catching something. Regardless of whether she did or not, he'd share the kill with her as a brother ought to, and led the trio back toward their mountain home so they could enjoy their snack.