Sharpaw pricks her ears. Twitches her nose. There it was! A small grey, plump, rabbit. Sharpaw stalks it quietly, one paw it front of the other. Then her brain kicked in, and she saw the edge of the gorge, and if she jumped she might be consumed by the raging waters below, then the HUGE falls.
Then her stomach growled, and hunger kicks back in. She prowls on. But she had mislead, and missed. Her legs waved wildly as she flew over the edge.
Her body hit the water with a SMACK!
Water… rocks…water…Sharpaw suddenly stopped. Her claws had snagged on a thick branch that was wedged between two rcck. She climbed up it intill she was halfway out of the water. She was safe…
Then the branch came loose, and she was swept back into the raging waters. Water…air…rock
Now she was flying over the falls like an eagle. Air wistled past her.
Darkness.