Harebrained Schemers [Hunt Circle?]

He padded forward slowly, nose to the ground, ears flicking and swiveling to catch the sounds ahead and behind. He was on the hunt, hares again. It was less for the meat, though that would be a bonus, and more for the pelts. Which meant being very precise.

He followed the scent trail all the way to a warren full of hare scents. He breathed in deeply, sniffing each opening and taking a count of the scents. My, but it would be a fair brace of them. Perfect. But how to catch enough to stock up on the soft hare pelts, and not damage them in the process?

He thought over the options, fixing on Red and his snares. Perfect. Now, how to make the snares…

Cairo backed his head out of the warren entrance he was examining and headed back to the alcoves, gathering supplies. An old hide that was best for strips of leather. His bear claw bracers would be fine for the cutting. Chrystal dozed on a perch in the wooded hillock, and he settled beneath her, preparing to make the snares he would need.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think