Here's something interesting, that you notice when you see them hunting. When the tail feathers are down, the comb on top of their head is down... When those tail feathers go up - so does the comb on top of their head.
They're fucking prehistoric miniature velociraptors, man. Weird little hunting/killing motherfuckers.
Down.
Up.
Down.
Up.
Tail feathers down, comb up - that means ATTACK, and those fuckers are RUNNING after something...
We can track some, if you want. We probably won't find them that way, but we'll know where they went. Two toes forward, two toes back. Easy to find the prints...