Two can play at this game

The older she got and the taller she became the more difficult it was to sneak and hide the way she used to. It was usually her favorite game, but now she couldn't just hide in the middle of a bush and expect no one to see her the way she could when she was a tiny pup. With just a season between her and her first birthday she was a few inches still from what her parents at least expected to be her full height and while she noticeably shorter than her brothers she was still taller than most of her sisters. Sometimes she almost wished she was as little as Whisper since it would be so easy to be sneaky and hide then, but then she thought about trying to fight like her father and grandfather while being that small and she was suddenly glad that she was a little on the taller side.

Still, all of her "practice" at being a spy came in handy sometimes–like when she was wandering around through the woods and spotted a pair of lightly spotted shapes moving through the woods. Her ears perked as she was immediately on high alert, stopping mid step while her sapphire gaze scanned the trees to try and pin point where that movement had come from. Finally she saw them–a pair of bobcats slinking through the trees moving from one cluster of bushes to another. It looked like they were moving deeper into the territory, probably looking for their food stores if she was going to hazard a guess. She frowned and immediately began to crouch and follow after them, quietly moving around behind them so that they wouldn't see her and being sure to stay down wind. While she didn't like hunting like her father did that didn't mean that she didn't listen to his lessons. She stayed far enough back that they likely wouldn't notice her, but was close enough that as soon as she spotted someone else that could back her up she could ambush them.

"Wynter Fatalis"