Pigeonsun's ears swiveled this way and that, the tip of his feathery tail twitching as he adjusted and readjusted on his paws, shifting the weight from one to the other. It was cold. The sun wasn't up yet, and the sky was still dark, but the SkyClan hunting patrol had left some time ago. There's no best time for prey, I suppose, the young warrior thought to himself, turning to look over his shoulder at the patrol that was catching up to him. He'd run a bit ahead, just to get the heart pumping, some warm blood circulating into his cold limbs, and now as they pulled up behind him, he let a long, slow breath out into the air, watching it frost in front of him.
He was looking forward to his first real Leafbare, and that needed to start with a healthy, well-fed clan. Pigeonsun would do his best. "I'm going to go this way," he called out to them, and then split off, taking a running start to scale the nearest tree. He made it up and then darted along the branches, slipping from one tree to the other and moving quickly towards a patch of heavily forested area. There, he paused, catching his breath, and setting his sights on a pair of starlings perched on a branch in the next tree over. They didn't see him. Good. Crouching, and making the right adjustments as he'd just been practicing, Pigeonsun calculated, eyes narrowing, and then leapt.
He landed with one of the birds square between his paws, and it didn't even get the opportunity to struggle before it was dead.
Pigeonsun caught a starling.
30/30
77/80 (-3)
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