Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160423002013/@comment-29551246-20160424231730

Shimmermoon rolled out of her nest sleepily and looked around the camp clearing. "Anybody want to go hunting?"

Berry stubbed his paw clumsily on a bramble thicket, licking the blood off. He tasted the air, and detected vole. The gift.

Ears pricked, Berry crept forward to where the small, furry creature was munching on an acorn. Unfortunately, he had no proper hunting training and really wasn't the best so, very unstrategically he ran forward. Luckily, he was a lean cat and could run pretty fast, and even when the vole started to scurry to safety, he managed to outstretch a paw and hook it. It didn't die right away, so he brought it to his mouth and gave it the final nip. Then he continued to the camp.