Sierra stalked quietly through her little cave hideout. She walked to the edge an peered out. No hunters. She carefully stalked out and became an ermine to hunt. She stalked through the small forest, the city in the distance. Soon she picked up the scent of mouse. She spotted it, next to a birch tree nibbling at a nut. She stalked carefully towards it and leaped out of the brush quickly cracking its neck. She held it triumphantly in her mouth before burying it and going out to hunt for more.

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Trees! Trees so many trees! Clementine hopped branch to branch as she frolicked in the forest, looking for anything to chase or play with. She jumped from the tree into a pile of leaves, sinking beyond the line of side inside of it. Her giggles could be heard as she played in the leaves throwing them about as she did.

Just as she was finished catching the fifth mice she perked her ears as she heard the sound of someone else. Not a hunter, too loud. She stalked quietly through the forest following the sound. She became a brown cat to blend in and to follow the sound better. She soon spotted a girl playing the leaves and watched her carefully in a tree nearby.

In her animal form Clementine happily hides in the pile of leaves and jumps out at a butterfly. She swatted it, missing. Giggles filled the air as she fell onto her back watching the insect fly away.

Doesn't she realize there are hunters around? She decided to make her presence aware and stalked out of hiding, becoming a black panther. In a voice like velvet she said," You do realize hunters are around here?"

Caiwyn's weasel ears pricked as he picked up the sound of two animals discussing hunters. shifters he thought. like me. He pressed himself against the tree he was perched on and watched the conversation that was unrolling before him. Caiwyn had never met other shifters before, and was frightened despite being one himself.

"Who's there?!" Clementine growled rolling on to her stomach. "Of course I know there's hunters! I can hold my own thank you very much!"

Elizabeth huddled in a bush, her sensitive rabbit ears listening for anything. All she could pick up, though, was two shifters talking about hunters. Her nose twitched as she crouched lower in the bush.

"Mmm-hmm? You seem to be making an awful lot of noise. That could very well attract hunters," she replied coolly.