Azerathclaw glanced back at him then took off at a full pelt after a rabbit that had hopped acrossed her path. "just a bit closer" she thought then swerved and lead it to a round hole in a rock, the perfect place for prey to get trapped in. she leaped and landed over it smirking before she latched onto its neck, crushing its windpipe. she trotted back to the camp and dropped it into the fresh-kill pile and went out to hunt more, it was her favorite past time, feeling the wind in your fur and, it fed the clan.