Robynne swished her tail around herself as a lion walked underneath her tree. She could see everything going on down below but her attention was momentarily diverted. Up above her she heard the sound of a squirrel chattering at something. Looking up through the branches, she saw the animal clearly. A small brown squirrel was only a few feet farther up the tree trunk and her tummy rumbled at the sight of it. Scrunching down, her muscles tensed to spring. Quickly and with as little warning as possible, she sprung up the tree trunk, her paw outstretched to catch the animal off guard. She ended up swatting it on the head, knocking it off it's perch and down to her branch. She landed back down, catching the animal by it's tail. It struggled and squeaked under her heavy paw. If she hadn't been so hungry she would've let it go, it sounded so pitiful. Pressing her paw against the animal's throat she made quick work of applying enough pressure to the tiny animal's body to snap it's fragile neck. The dirty part done she leaned down, taking the squirrel in her mouth by it's now limp neck and ran down the tree, headed toward the group with the deer. They had a fire and the warmth beckoned to her. She padded slowly forward, into the circle of light before the now humans. She kept her head low so as to show no threat. She simply walked close to them and dropped her squirrel on the ground, sitting on her haunches behind it. She looked up, searching the eyes of the others to see what they would do. She meant no harm. Didn't even want their deer as she now had her own food. She just wanted to simply share the warmth of their fire if they'd let her.