[centre][h1][b][u][color=6ecff6]Frostbite[/color][/u][/b][/h1][/centre] Frostbite slowly padded behind her. Mistake one, she was speaking loudly, most likely drawing close prey further from their grasp. Secondly, she was also zooming off quickly, giving a potential miss of prey she could be passing. He decided to let it slide, as he stalked through in and out of the trees. As he eventually managed to find his way onto the ledge of the rock, looking down upon her. He mumbled something lowly, although it wasn't quiet enough for her not to clearly understand it. [color=6ecff6]"You clearly haven't talked t-to me much..."[/color] He sighed. [color=6ecff6]"I don't...e-exactly enjoy s-speaking to others..."[/color] It was quite a spiteful way he put it, but obviously, he was still hung up about Windclaw. [color=6ecff6]"I've especially been having p-p-problems lately with...t-talking and s-sharing tongues with other Clanners...C-clanmates."[/color] He corrected himself. The fact Frostbite still called them clanners, rather than referring to them as clanmates did hint about something. He just hoped that Angelfeather was too lost in her own perfect world to notice what secrets he did not want to reveal. Back to Windclaw, his actions had been on his mind for a few good minutes as he padded around. He was about to say something, silencing himself. Frostbite drew away from Angelfeather as he had seeked something through the smells fluttering into his nostrils...A vole. Quite a still one, as the smell went. Perfect. All he needed now was a treeline, and with even more strokes of luck, there was a good collection of trees that concealed the prey. He clambered up the tree slightly, as he usually did to spy the victim. There he saw it, a plump and fattened Vole. Now, he had learnt from Frogpelt well. A vole of such size would be slow, easy to catch in a straight pursuit. However, they aren't as stupid to run in a straight line, and will hide. He thought his plan of action. To him, it didn't look like Angel was watching, making it all the better. He worked better alone, without an audience. Being him, he hated to fail in front of them... Frostbite's eyes scouted around the treeline, planning every action move quickly within his head. Planning for too long could cause him to loose the prey, another life-lesson he learnt quickly. This was Frost's sanctuary, a place where he could go ahead and start testing his ability to survive. And he did so. Circling around the tree line, he looked for an opening. Seeing one small enough to keep his concealment, but large enough to swiftly dive through...perfect. [color=6ecff6]"It's like this Vole purposely setting itself up, as if it were begging to be eaten."[/color] He begun to say to himself. [color=6ecff6]"Eat me...it would be saying...Eat me...come on...look out succulent and Juicy I am! Eat me!"[/color] He'd grin, still not so aware of how weird he was speaking to himself, or if Angelfeather was stalking her own prey or watching him...Turning back to his prey, he leapt from the tree, silently landing onto the floor. On the side opposite where the entrance was, was the spark of his plan. Distraction. He slowly bristled his tail through the leaves for about 5 seconds, before sprinting around as quick as he could to the opening. He peered his head through the gap to check if it worked. Funnily enough, it had... The oak-Vole was fluffy, watching where his tail had brushed. He smirked. Success once again. He need to keep track of all his different ways of catching in such odd and peculiar ways. Not letting any other minutes slip-by...he leapt into action. A quick leap through that one gap was enough to catch it off guard. He pounced down, pressing his large paws down and listening to the crack of a small-minute spine. He smiled to himself, slowly giving his regards to Starclan for what he had caught. Settling down, he had finally praised his loyalty, picking it up with his tail, unlike the majority who use their Jaws. He padded outside, hoping he had gotten away with catching so without an eye to see his actions...