Talk:The Training Ground/@comment-24176321-20130219022619/@comment-5331607-20130219024720

"Ok," Darkfeather meowed, "We will hunt first."

Darkfeather crouched low until his reddish-ginger fur almost brushed the ground underneath him. He kept his tail still and he focused on invisible prey. He crept forward, one light step at a time, his eyes focused. Then he crept, landing with his forepaws in one spot, claws unsheathed.