An adequate strategy [Honeystep, open]

Padding away to where she said she was going to hunt she didn't look back but heard him catch up to her. She was actually a little happy to see he wanted to follow her. She didn't know a lot about this tom and him being younger he would possibly be with the younger cats and warriors and talking and what not. Honeystep on the other hand was older and really liked to keep to herself. Perking her ears up to hear that he had a plan Honeystep was very interested in it. She let the tom talk and she soaked in everything he was telling her. It did not sound like a terrible idea. She had never tried something like that before because she was always hunting on her own.

“It consists of a simple ‘two-point strategy’, one of us will scare the prey away form the nest while the other catches it. We can take turns in the roles if you wish, or if you're not comfortable with this method I'm open to suggestions.”

Honeystep nodded eagerly and mewed, ''I really like that idea Flamestrike. That really sounds like it could work.'' almost not paying attention to where she was walking she looked in front of her and saw they were at the moorlands already. It was dead quiet. Looking around at the open field she got this un easy feeling for some reason. As if something was off. She kept her mouth shut though. She didn't wish to worry the young warrior. She sort of wanted to hunt somewhere else.. but seeing they were already here they couldn't spend more time just walking around when there was hunting needing to be done.

Blinking at the open field she whispered, ''You want to do the kill or be the big mean kitty who scares the prey away from their homes?''

Honeystep gave a smile and nodded when he watched him leave her to do his part of this plan. Honeystep watched him go a little bit to make sure everything seemed okay. Shurgging the feeling off she padded to where the warrior told her to go and just wait. Still walking she turned to see Flamestrike still walking to and looking as if he was trying to get a piece of prey ready for both of them. In a blink of an eye he was gone. Hunters crouch. Honeystep took her position and lowered herself a little bit to the ground but to low she had to get ready to run incase whatever came her way decided to take another turn.

Waiting for what seemed like a moon she heard commotion in the distance and got ready if that was him or not. Finally seeing white fur going all over the place Honeystep gave a growl and felt her shoulders roll ready to pounce. There is finally was Teeth bared she jumped in front of the rabbit and grabbed it with claws out and teeth bared, body stretched out reaching for the white animal, her claws were able to get ahold of it and before you knew it you saw a huge cloud of dust and Honeystep rolling in the dirt with the rabbit in her claws and teeth. Rolling around she was able to regain her footing and slammed the rabbit down on the ground with her teeth and held it there, standing over it breathing heavily. The dust cleared and all you saw was blood and fair everywhere. Dropping the rabbit she gave a polite glare to the tom when he showed up and mewed, ''We are switching jobs.'' Straightening up she gave a shake of her fur with dust flying all over the place she picked up the rabbit and padded closer to the tom and set it down and asked, ''Well... where do we put this one.''

Honeystep watched the warrior pick up the rabbit and place him in a hole. It should be safe there. She then followed the tom to where he was going and listened to the words that were being spoken.

“I’ll walk around and hide while you pinpoint the exact location of the nest, I’ll let you know where I am by raising my tail for a heartbeat, agreed?”

Honeystep stood dumb founded and tilted her head and asked to herself, Does my nose look like its broken? I can smell the same thing you do. Watching the tom go away she knew where she needed to be she wasn't stupid. Going towards the sent she opened her jaw and found exactly where it was. Creeping forward she finally saw it. A decent sized vole who had its head in the ground looking for seeds or anything. Blinking she saw a tail go up in the air for a few seconds then dropped back down. Rolling her eyes she got down low and stalked. Keeping her eyes on the vole it looked right at her but because she blended in so well it put its head back down and still looked for food. Giving a light growl she pinned her ears back and leaped from the bushes and almost pounced on the vole but also telling it where to run. And it did run exactly to where it was suppose to. Chasing it to make sure it didn't get off the wrong path she yelled, ''Flamestrike!'' just to let him know it was coming.