The two hawks covered great ground over the grassy, hill laden plains. It was quite a cozy sight from above, as the flight let off a scene of tranquility and peace. Other than being a housecat, taking on the Hawk was one of Lammy's favorite forms. Flying was a very liberating mode of movement. As a human he probably wouldn't be able to stomach any of it. But as a bird, the sky was a domain in which he had full control over. He could be up there for hours if he wanted. 

Lammy might've been lost in thought as he explored the freedom of flight, but Sheeva was hard at work, scouring the ground below in search of dinner. Suddenly, her eyes perked up. "KEEEAAAHR! ([i]Found something![/i])" She exclaimed, before falling into a descent. Looking down, Lamont could notice the typical field mouse, frantically scrambling for a hole as he realized a red-tailed hawk was practically dive-bombing towards him. 

His endeavors ended up being for naught, as Sheeva quickly scooped him up in her talons. She landed with the mouse in her grasp, the sharp nails quickly puncturing and dispatching the little rodent. Lamont soon landed beside her, looking on as she began tearing into its underbelly. "CHIIWRK?! ([i]Are you gonna help me look for dinner, or just fill up on snacks?[/i])" He quipped. She looked up briefly, blood dipping from her beak. "KEEER! ([i]Maybe [b]you[/b] can can fly around on an empty stomach, but I know I can't, so...[/i])" It was all she said before digging back into the mouse. Lammy would've chuckled if he could. Instead, he took back to the skies in search for a proper meal.  After reaching a certain height, he made wide, slow circles about the field, in order to not veer too far away from his companion. 

In time, he found a much more impressive catch:  a young, plump rabbit. He mulled over the words of his parents, giving thought to properly dispatching of small game before diving down. [i]"Make sure to dislocate spinal cord at the base of the skull as quickly as possible to ensure a quick, painless death."[/i] He had made his first catch as he thought this, with a talon grasping right where it was needed at the neck. He had to squeeze in quick, before the rabbit could panic or fight back. [i]CCRRRK![/i] The powerful talons snapped the bunny's neck, rendering it immobile. Lammy flapped down beside the lifeless carcass before quickly taking on his human form. 

"Agh, mom pushed me out without giving me my hunting knife!" He realized as he knelt beside his catch. [i]"D'oh well. Someone in the group should have a dagger or something. Korick looked like might have a proper skinning knife."[/i] As he thought, he lifted the game by its neck, to ensure the spinal cord was properly dislocated. "That's one!" He said to the air, keeping note of his catch count before tightly binding the rabbit to his belt. 

He heard the call of the Hawk scream from up above, signifying that Sheeva was already on the search for more prey. With a content smirk, the druid broke into a trot before bounding into the sky, taking on his Hawk form once more. There was more dinner to catch.