Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5277627-20140216062918

Thornpelt had his eye on a rabbit a few tail-lengths away. He dropped in to the hunters crouch and crept forward, ever so slowly, untill he was within pouncing distance. He wriggled his hindquaters and pounced, killing the rabbit. It was a large one, so it would feed the Clan well. He purred, please with his catch.