Callum didn't know what had come over him, but it was almost like something clicked in his brain. He snuck up close to the herd, perfectly camouflaged in the thick foliage somehow. Now he was in the perfect position to strike. From the corner of his eye he noted that Mossie seemed to try something but it didn't seem to work. No matter! Callum was the ultimate hunter after all, he would be the one to engage! And if this didn't work... well, he didn't want to think about that.

@Mossie

Mossie cringed, watching the creature utterly fail at bodychecking the lizards. It seems stealth is abandoned now, so she charges forward and unhinges her jaw, breathing aggressively once more...
Please work please work please work...

@Callum

Once more, nothing happens.

The Singers called out their alarm: a chorus of musical cries, loud and startled. The stampede was immediate: a thunder of soft, hoof-toed feet trampling the dirt, the crash of underbrush beneath hefty bodies.

They fled into thicker cover, and were likely to quickly escape, unless pursued. For now, they seemed to have been too surprised by the sudden, bright orange movement to actually fight back!

@Mossie

Shoot! How clumsy he was! He had gotten confident and messed this all up. Now he would have to try and catch up to them. "That- that was all part of the plan! Now we chase them!" God he could never admit that he was wrong. This would work okay! He was sure of it! He could try to do what he did to that hellswan and pick them up and drop them. If he could catch one first.
Callum took off into the air in pursuit of the dinosaurs, then quickly dipped back down to try and snatch one up.

@Mossie

Mossie whoops with surprised delight upon seeing Callum's quick turnaround. Must've been quite the clever plan!

"Woah, I wanna be like you when I grow up," she yowled back. "Making them think you're beaten before pulling a reversal like that--truly brilliant!"

Callum seems like he's got the first dino handled, so she rushes after them heedless of the brambles tearing at her pelt. The melodiously glorious sound of raw fearis music to her ears, fueling the energy running through her veins. She sucks in a breath, willing it to finally fucking work.

Third time's the charm.

And charmed they are, as a singer at the edge of the pack stumbles and trips over a root, sluggish. Mossie barely avoids breathing the dust in herself, but after that it's quick work to leap upon it and fasten her fangs into its neck. She's not sure if it's dead yet or just seriously hurt, but it'll die eventually, and she could follow the blood trail then.

"Yo, Callum!" she yowled. "Look what I did!"
@Callum

Callum beamed, god please don't let this dragon get more full of himself I swear he's gonna explode or something. Anyway. He was feeling pretty darn awesome and cool right about now, though his wings strained as he caught one of the younger and lighter dinosaurs, lifting it up into the air. "It's a pro tactic!" the dragon shouted down, "I hope you're learning!"
It was much heavier than he expected, and he was only able to go about twenty feet up before feeling it wriggle out of his grasp. But... no matter. The fall was such that it was dead the moment it hit the ground. He dipped down and landed as Mossie killed the second Sailfin Singer. "Great job!" Callum laughed, "This is fun! You're great ya know." Mostly because she complimented him- and also cuz she took down a whole dinosaur too!? He wasn't underestimating her or anything because of her size- okay he was. Mossie was quite good at hunting too. He admitted it. Not out loud of course.
Callum walked back to the dinosaur he had killed and noticed something sparkly. It was a gemstone. He carefully grasped it, and though it was dull looking, it was still pretty. He would have to bring this back to his hoard of his other two gemstones. "Cool." then a sideways glance at Mossie. "Yours got a gem too?"

@Mossie

"I am learning!" She called back. "If I ever figure out how to fly its gonna be over for those lessers..."

Mossie puffs up at the other's words. "It is fun! You're pretty great too, yknow..."

She blinks, surprised, at the other's words, and flips over the carcass to nose at it. Privately, she hopes there's none--it'd mean she has more time to examine the corpse.

@Callum

Lo and behold, there is--a great big shiny one, replacing one tooth. At least it's pretty to make up for the fact that it's gonna decompose soon.

"Yup!" She tugs it free of the carcass. "We might want to hurry up munching it, in that case."

Oh god. A flying Mossie? That would be a true terror. Though of course, never as amazing and cool as him. "Ha! Thanks!" Dragging the carcass over so that it laid next to the dinosaur that the big cat had slain, he noted that this would probably be enough food to satisfy his stomach. But that was not accounting for how much she would want to eat. "Nice stone!" though now he felt the need to find an even BIGGER and BETTER one in their next hunt to one up it.
Callum nodded at Mossie's words, and immediately got to work on eating it. It tasted good actually. Not like anything he has tried before, and the right combination of fat and muscle. Not to mention there was a lot of meat too. Or at least more than the lessers he usually hunted. "This is some good stuff! Hope we can hunt more of these lessers. Definitely worth it."

@Mossie

"I want to do some experiments with stones, one day," Mossie says, hoisting her diamond. "And this makes me wonder...just how many fantastical creatures dwell here? How many tasty lessers have we not discovered--"

Her head snaps up. A Skrungler.

She races after it instinctually, still gripping the stone in her jaws. Singlemindedly focused on the hunt, she didn't even notice where she was going, till she stumbled into a strange place..

@Callum

Were she not careful, she would not only slide past the little wall of vines, but fall down the steep, narrow stone passageway that she'd found.

It was damp--its floor eroded by millennia of rainwater trickling down here--and slickly uneven. It shot down into the dark.

There was no telling where it went without a blind (and perhaps unwise) dive; and here, Callum would not fit. But perhaps the pair might find another way in, somewhere close by? Assuming, that was, that Mossie saved herself from a fall into the depths...