Snowpaw gave a small nod, her ears swiveling around as she lowered herself into a crouch. Her belly fur brushed the ground and she slid a paw forward silently. She ducked her head down, pricking her ears forward before folding them back against her head. The scent of mouse hit her again, but she took another step forward calmly, easily spotting her target scurrying in some leaves, closer into the forest. Right....Now! Snowpaw bunched her muscles and launched forward, unsheathing her claws and feeling them sink into something warm. The mouse let out a shocked squeak, looking up with wide, beady black eyes as it tried desperately to pull away from her grasp. Snowpaw ducked her head and gave its neck a quick nip, tasting the warm blood on her tongue in an instant.