[kingly]

Hemlockfrost

// @lucid

Hemlock nodded, the curly furred feline heading into the undergrowth. There were about three distinct smells she could detect as the two got closer. The molly started walking a larger circle around the location of the prey, finally crouching behind a spiky bush, ready to launch an invasion. They weren't very big, but would suffice for a bare-leaf meal. Scrawny little things were almost purely skin and bone.

The warrior waited quietly for the other to get in position. It'd be easier to have one cat on each side in case the small creatures made a run for it. Failure was not an option, as prey was getting scarce.