(Idk if I'm doing this right bare with me-)
Chickadeeswivel bounded up the slope in Windy hills, dropping low to the ground to scent any possible prey nearby. She was alone for now. Other might join her, but it seemed she'd be supporting the clan herself for the time being. Her ears twitched as she heard rustling in a nearby bush, making her heartbeat faster. The delicious scent of mouse wafted into her nostrils, making the hungry cat like her lips.
Focus, Chickadeeswivel! She pounced, swiftly landing on the neck of the mouse, allowing one tiny squeak from the mouse before finishing it off.
CHICKADEESWIVEL
She/her
Hunting patrol in Windy Hills
