Daxi's testing

[dax]

The ginger tabby tom prowled through the forest, the light of Silverpelt fell on him making his fur glow in the light of his ancestors. His keen eyes looked through the thick undergrowth tracing the foliage for any signs of movement a hint of prey was all the tom needed. Flamepelt’s mind focussed on his goal, food for the clan. The nights were cold he knew any prey would be enough to help but it was hard to hunt in this weather. Prey were usually snuggled up warm in their nests. Thoughts of the warriors den filled his mind his warm nest sounded so good right now. A scurrying sound woke him out of his dream he flicked his ears in the direction of the noise to pinpoint where the creature was. Placing one paw before him he headed of in the direction, the scent of the creature came to him, a mouse. Dropping to his belly he could feel the grass in his fur his paws softly padded forward avoiding sticks and brambles taking him to the location of the rodent. He spotted the mouse in the corner of his eye, flicking his tail he pounced landing on it and delivering a swift blow to its neck. “Thank you StarClan for this prey.” He mewed softly dropping the mouse to the floor he covered it in dust, leaving it for when he came back.