✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind

indentGentle wind carries the scent of emerging prey through the swaying grasses. Dustystar lifts her nose to it and inhales deeply. "This way." She mews, gesturing northward with a flick of her tail. "I smell a hare." She heads off, treading lightly on the damp ground. If the patrol is able to take down a hare, it'll fill quite a few empty bellies.
indentWhen they draw close to the source, Dustystar raises her tail in a signal to stop moving, and drops into a hunting crouch. Her vision isn't what it used to be, but through her working eye, she can see their quarry clearly. A large buck hare sits at the entrance of his burrow, soaking up sunlight. He's thick, well fed for the season. Dustystar's pupil dilates. Calculations run through her mind - just how many cats could this hare feed, if they brought it back to the clan.
indentTurning back to her patrol, she speaks in a low voice, not risking being heard by their quarry. "We'll need to surround it. Me and the rest of the moor-runners will form a circle around the burrow. One of the tunnelers - maybe more - will go flush it out. Be careful. We can't risk losing this."
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// HUNTING: You aren't the only ones enjoying the bit of sunlight after the intense amount of rain- is that a big, fat hare using our tunnels to peek out of?
Dustystar - 27 moons - Windclan Leader