Post by venomstrike on Mar 3, 2009 19:27:34 GMT -5
Amberpool walked quietly through the forest, along with a group of other cats. Today was bright, sunny, and warm. It almost didn't seem like LeafBare anymore. Amberpool loved these days, but most of all she loved hunting. They prey seemed to like the warmth too, you could hear them rustling in the underbrush. She paused for a moment to scent the air, she could smell many different scents. One thing however stuck out from the rest. Squirrel, it was her absolute favorite. She smelt it off in the distance, she couldn't quite see it. Amberpool continued walking closer to the Squirrel smell. Then she say it, it was in a tree on a lower branch. Perfect, an easy catch! I don't think it sees me yet. Amberpool crouched down low onto the ground, her belly fur just barely touching the frozen ground. Slowly and carefully she stalked closer to the unsuspecting prey. She jumped up, claws extended, sailing directly over the squirrel. No! I missed it! Now it's going to run up the tree! But the squirrel decided it didn't want to go up the tree, it started to flee, coming close to Amberpool. Maybe it's not too late after all. At the last moment possible she jumped straight into the air and landed on the squirrel's tiny body. She bit it, to ensure it was truly dead. Good, my first catch of the day! She buried her prey, then sat and waited too see if the other cats were going to come along.
