Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5259793-20120922183338

Ambersky silently slipped along between the pines, her eyes trained on a sparrow pecking busily at a pinecone. She drew closer and closer to the bird, her mouth watery at it's delicious smell. Suddenly, her tail slightly brushed the ground, and the bird was gone.

"Fox-dung!" she hissed, her tail lashing. Ambersky's amber eyes flashed, and she resumed her hunt.