Hunting Crows [For Faith, Open to TC cats]

The sun was shinning in the sky, reflecting off the river and off smooth stones at Sunningrocks. There was little breeze and visibility was fantastic, making it the perfect day for hunting in the area. The quiet shuffling of voles could be heard as they dashed about, and birds landed frequently for a cool drink. Wailingstream had brought with him Tornpaw, an apprentice, he'd played with as a kit to this bountiful place.

He'd always viewed her as a younger sister of sorts, never really seeing her as anything beyond that. But she was growing, almost a warrior, and no longer looked like the kit who he found adventuring near the river. However he keep such thoughts to himself, pretending that he didn't notice how the she-cat was becoming a beauty. She'd never be interested in a older cat like me, he thought bitterly to himself. He'd once tried to court Tigertail, but that courtship ended in embarrassment for him when she refused and moved on. Thus he kept everything to himself, and decided that he wouldn't act on his growing interest in her.

"Well, it looks like no one is going hungry tonight." He spoke to Tornpaw, eyeing a crow that had landed for a drink. While he preferred to catch fish, if he was in Sunningrocks, he figured he'd try go for the crow.

"Yep!" Said Tornpaw, as she scanned the area for more prey. She was determined to catch something for her foster sister, Lightningkit. Something other than fish. She knew the crow was out of the question, seeing how Wailingstream was eyeing it already.

Seeing she was looking around for prey without much success, he nudged her gently towards the crow. Gesturing for her to hunt it, he didn't mind. As an experienced hunter, he could pinpoint the quiet rustling of water voles, and knew when to time a perfect leap. It was kind of like fishing but on land. It took him a few tries at first, but now he could comfortably catch a vole or a thrush.

"Remember to leap, Crows aren't fish, batting them won't do anything. You need to leap and go for the neck." He reminded her, unable to shake the habit of mentoring apprentices though she was almost a warrior.