Snippet #1482390

All Tsuyomaru did since they'd returned was lie still in one place and let the thoughts flow through his mind like a river. He caught a glimpse of Silver Moon hunting, and heard her conversing with another wolf, Snow, a little way off. He soon decided again that he should get to doing something, and he decided on Silver Moon's idea. He wasn't bad at hunting, but he wasn't all that great either. And considering that his black fur contrasted with the snow, he would be very visible.

He silently began his solo hunt, relying on the thickest of cover and his own natural silence to catch the prey. Even then, he caught little. A single crow who got too reckless. The crow certainly gave him some trouble, cawing derisively at him to both taunt him and alert the other residents. Tsuyomaru leaped at the crow just as it made for the sky, but the wolf was too fast. He brought the bird down easily, and triumphantly devoured it, though realizing that if he had moved a second earlier, the powerful peck would likely have struck his eye. As it were, he ignored the slight current of pain in his forehead and stalked the forest for another good while before he concluded the noise had alerted every animal in the forest. He quickly but quietly returned, in time to see Sandy walking as if the wound never existed. She had recovered that fast?

"You all right, Sandy?" he asked as he passed her.