Annette's question lingered in Scott's mind as they went out hunting. Spot and Denice were with them as they padded through the forest in their animal forms. Annette sniffed the air and froze,
"What's that?" She asked, flicking her tail. Everyone else sniffed the air,
"That is the smell of a squirrel. You wanna catch it?" Spot said, wagging his tiny tail.
"Uh, yeah!" Annette exclaimed and she stalked forward. The rest of the group followed slowly behind her and far enough behind that they wouldn't mess up her catch. She crouched down just like the others taught them and stalked toward the squirrel, which was munching on some nuts. Annette's tail froze as she stared down the squirrel, putting one paw one paw in front of the other she advanced on the squirrel. She pounced, startling Scott, and her paws landed on the squirrel killing it. Annette picked it up by its neck and padded over to the others. Spot congratulated her on her first kill and they continued to hunt. Scott ran up a tree to catch a bird which almost flew away. Spot and Denice both caught a mouse and vole, before they headed back to camp. When they returned to camp they placed their prey in the food stash and waited for the High Class members to grab their food after Master Class. Amara grabbed a rabbit and was sharing it with Jacob as the twins and Spot went to grab some food. Scott grabbed the bird he'd caught earlier and started to pad over to the Fennec Fox known as Mitzi. His steps wavered as he got closer and she looked up at him. Her tail flicked and he took it as a welcome to go sit by her. Scott bounded over and laid down by her to eat his bird.
"How was your first hunting patrol?" Mitzi asked. Scott looked at Mitzi's face,
"Well I caught this." He said nudging the bird with his paw. She purred,
"Sounds like you had fun then. Scott nodded his head, mouth full of bird. It tastes so good! His eyes widened and he took another bite getting a feather stuck on his nose. Scott swallowed and tried not to sneeze as he batted at the feather on his nose. Mitzi tried to suppress a laugh and failed as the feather fluttered off Scott's nose. He looked at her and his laughter joined hers. His eyes wandered camp for a second and he saw Annette sitting with Spot. Her face was bright pink as she shifted. Spot pushed the squirrel he grabbed toward her and she took a bite. They were sharing the squirrel. Scott purred and finished up his bird. Mitzi was licking her muzzle and Scott gestured to the small pile of bones.
"Here I'll show you where to put them." She said, shifting and gathering up the bones from the vole she'd eaten and started to walk out of camp. Scott shifted and followed her with his small pile of bones.