Post by shadowdancer on May 3, 2023 19:40:59 GMT -8
Shadowflight crouched, eyes on a wood pigeon. The bird was perched a few tail lengths away. Slowly, the tom pulled himself forward. Pawstep by pawstep, he came closer. Waggling his haunches, he leaped. His tail brushed a fern, alerting the bird. Too late, the pigeon opened its wings but Shadowflight caught it as it was taking off. He purred with satisfaction. To keep his catch safe, he buried it under a layer of earth. Breathing in the forest smells, he looked for more prey…