(('cept for frostpath, who for some odd reason has no intrests in a mate currently XD))
Frostpath stalked through the snow fill forrest. He dabbed his paw foreward, then suddenly hissed in surprise, a small rabbit hole. He sniffed then licked his lips. There was a rabbit in there. Carefully, he began scooping pawfuls of snow away from the entrance, then yowled once he could fit his head through. The rabbit, startled at the sound, bolted, strait into frostpath's awaiting jaws. Frostpath stood up, cleaning his whiskers of the rabbit's blood. It was scrawny, but at least there was something on it.He picked it up, then climbed halfway up a hollow tree, and placed the rabbit in the hole. That was his favorite way of stashing prey. Frostpath jumped back down, nose quivering, as he went back on the hunt.