[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by Casper

@BILL.

"If we keep it somewhere we'll remember, we won't lose it. Usually we could bury it anywhere and be able to find it by scent, but this little thing is so coated in ice that it would be hard to smell." Hailstorm commented, thinking out loud. She decided on placing it at the base of a nearby tree, tucked against one of the prominent roots. She lifted her nose to scent the air. There was a faint scent of bird--It must be the one Falconpaw had initially scented.

"Now, check for scents again. Once you catch a whiff of something, go ahead and stalk after it." She backed off once more to keep watch.

Falconpaw returned to his crouch, pleased with his newfound ability to do it properly-- hopefully!

Scenting the air, he caught another whiff of that thing.. a bird? Oh, he did not care about what it was. It would not matter because he wanted to kill it regardless.

Following the scent in his crouch, he tried to keep his steps light as he tracked the scent through the snow.

And then he saw it: a blackbird pecking at the frozen ground.

Tensing his muscles, he hesitated before he moved forward, slowly, slowly, slowly, and then... POUNCE.

His large paws smashed into the bird, pinning it down, and he delivered a sharp bite to its neck.