BeechPaw

*He padded through the forest, his eyes and nose focused on prey. He sniffed the air and detected a starling on the ground, looking for food. With a mighty leap, he slammed his paws onto the starling, and gave it a killing bite to the neck. He lifted his tail in triumph as he added it to his own fresh-kill pile. He looked at his mentor with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.* Did I pass? *He asked with a quiver to his voice*