The first he had missed entirely; the second had left with him a mouthful of fur--and that was all.

He was ravenously hungry, and he was gritting his bill in his bad temper when he heard Baree approaching.
Even if Baree could have seen under the dark bush ahead, and had discovered Oohoomisew ready to dart from his ambush, it is not likely that he would have gone very far aside.

His own fighting blood was up.
He, too, was ready for war.
Very indistinctly Oohoomisew saw him at last, coming across the little open space which he was watching.

He squatted down.

His feathers ruffled up until he was like a ball.