She was still following.
Perfect.
Redshrike was quick to take advantage of Addersnows momentary distraction sprinting ahead with no care about the obvious trail he was creating through the brush before the tom arrived at a clearing. The perfect place to disappear... Quickly taking a moment to conceal his scent (leaving a quick puddle of muddled scents in the corner of the clearing) the tom darted up the tree settling down and disappearing into the branch to wait.
As soon as Addersnow came into the open space beneath him she'd be getting a well built tom dropping down on top of her head. In the mean time a keen eye scanned the area looking for wayward badger kits out of their camp he could snatch up if the molly took too long or who he could target after the next scrap.
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Jackpot (open to any badger kits redshrike could spot and terrorize in his next post)