Ceadmon was hunting along the Ropan border. The river could be heard flowing just a few feet away. Caedmon was crouched low to the ground, scenting the air. There wasn't many trees here at the border and he felt uncomfortable with the sky open above him like this but he smelled prey here so he had ended up hunting.
Caedmon lifted his nose again and his ears perked up. There was a rabbit here. He stood to head towards it but it had already smelled him and took off. Caedmon charged forward, hot on the rabbit's trail. It was heading toward the river. He'd have it cornered. Caedmon put on more speed and lunged but the rabbit changed direction suddenly. Caedmon tried to turn with it but slid and fell right into the river.