Trying to Hunt Again (Open)

Luna stepped carefully through ThunderClan's territory, not far from the camp. She had snuck out, unsure if she was allowed out into the surrounding area, but she was too restless to stay confined any longer. The she-cat had begun feeling like a burden, eating prey but not contributing anything in return. Her injured leg was now mostly healed, but she still couldn't use it properly, and she was determined to change that. I will catch something and bring it back. I'm not useless... she thought to herself as she scented the air. It took her a moment to catch the scent of a squirrel, not at all used to the scents of the forest around her. She crouched, ready to pounce, struggling to stay low with her leg giving her trouble. She spotted the squirrel at the roots of a nearby tree, and pounced. Luna was prepared to feel the wonderful feel of the air around her slipping through her fur. Instead she was greeted by the ground as she slipped, falling to the ground and scaring the squirrel into the tree.

Luna hissed quietly, standing up with some effort, and shaking herself off. She tried again and again, falling each time, either in the process of trying to pounce or because she couldn't catch herself when she landed. After who knows how many tries, Luna yowled in frustration, swiping at a nearby fern. She didn't care if she spooked any nearby prey, she wasn't going to catch anything anyway. She sat and wrapped her tail around her, head bowed and tired. It was getting darker, but the she-cat hadn't noticed.