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Originally Posted by Inglewood Binks
Gyrewind watched the lone trees dotting the hills quiver and wave, almost like they were saying something. But before Gyrewind could listen, Snowstar broke his thoughts, and probably for the better. He pursed his lips and nodded.
"I think so," he mewed. Despite the spilling breeze, Gyrewind's fur flared up as he felt a fresh energy in his muscles when he thought about having a good hunt. He looked skyward with glittering silver eyes, testing the breeze as he did so. When his ears twitched with excitement, he looked back at Snowstar. "Okay, I'm going into the trees because there's a robin nearby. If it's on the ground, I think you should rear up on it and scare it so it only has one way; up into the trees where I'll be. Now, don't hold back, because I'm no slow-poke up there!"
And with that, the tall tom was already ascending into the closest oak tree where his graceful form was swallowed by the branches and leaves. Tiny green acorns scrambled out of the canopy and hopped into the soft grass while particular branches dipped and swerved; Gyrewind was off.
The tom glided from branch to branch comfortably. However easy it was to get lost in the sunlit canopy, he kept his senses centered on the robin's scent. Then, his pace plodded. The feline peered through the arms of the tree, and there was the brown feathered bird with its red breast, picking the ground around the roots of the very tree he stood in. Gyrewind settled on the branch where he thought the robin may flee to first, watching for his siamese hunting partner on the forest floor. |
Snowstar nodded, excitement sparkling through her ice blue hues as she watched him head off. The Siamese rolled her shoulders slightly and slipped forward, keeping herself low but her tail slightly above the ground. Her gaze fixed onto the robin, and she nodded before looking up at Gyrewind to ensure he was ready. She couldnt help a small smile. all thoughts of WindClan and frustration had vanished - She felt like herself again. Turning back to the prey, Snowstar eyed the robin, thinking deeply. She had to make sure it flew up toward where Gyrewind was. Make it feel trapped. Snowstar paused, looking down at the ground for a moment, before she got an idea.
Snowstar swept her tail under a few low-hanging branches, staying hidden so the bird didnt see her. The robin's head popped up, alert as its head whipped in every direction. Snowstar lowered her muzzle and gave a soft, sharp hiss, which bounced off of the trees. The robin froze. Chuckling, Snowstar gave her jaws a quick lick before she launched forward, not intent on catching the bird. The robin caught sight of her at once and, with a frightened squawk, shot up into the air - Right in Gyrewind's direction. Snowstar skidded to a stop below the tree and looked up to watch, excitement sparkling through her eyes. Get it Gyre!