Sneaking Off [OPEN]

[One-eye +/+]

PSH! The last thing he was going to do was sit around the camp all day. He had not gotten used to this idea of being an elder and just waiting to be fed. He was still more then capable of hunting for himself, especially when there was such a problem with the prey. The Clan needed every hunter it could get and he was not going to let his eye stop him from helping his Clan.

As he stepped out of his den, he looked around. He had to make a much wider turn to his right to compensate for his missing eye but when he was sure he wasn't being watched, he trotted casually out of the Camp. If anyone questioned him, he was just on his way to make dirt. He was still allowed to do that, wasn't he...

His real aim was Grassy Meadows. It was a dangerous place, with threats from big birds, but it was also the most likely place to have healthy prey. He would take his chances. After all, he fought off a badger, a falcon or eagle shouldn't be too bad. And if he came home with food, maybe Rushstar wouldn't be so upset that he kept trying to join patrols.

He still knew the path well and was able to keep out of the way of the loose rubble and branches that would try to trip him. His tail flicked with both excitement and worry. What if he didn't find any prey? Surely he would be reprimanded... well, then he wouldn't go back until he had food!

He made it to the fields easily enough and stopped at the edge of the grass. His ears (his best indicator now) were perked and he looked to the sky above but didn't see anything. The older cat crouched, keeping his belly low and making sure to move about upwind to the direction he was moving.

Suddenly, he heard a noise. His head lifted and his head whipped around in the direction. His heart was racing as he searched frantically for the source...