Spring 512, Day 26 The night had always been a comfort to her in these times between masters. A moon that shone its brightest dispute circumstances, and a whole sky full of twinkling stars that blinked down. Watching her. It was a comfort to think that maybe she wasn't so alone. This night, no stars came out to greet her, hidden behind a thick veil of dark clouds, with only the faintest trail of moonlight piercing through the shroud that threatened rain. A shake of the head, low growl in her throat to remind her of the task at hand. With the rats having run off, it was becoming increasingly harder to find prey to catch. Some of the rodents were becoming braver, rising up out of the gutters to skitter about the remaining streets of Sunberth. With the destruction, there was sure to be scraps galore for the scavengers to devour. Silent paws fell on hard ground, eyes wide in search of succulent flesh to dig in fangs. Her ears flicked right, halting her movements to listen for the sound. Tiny feet that scraped against the ground. The leopardess fell into a low crouch, carefully placing one paw in front of the other, as she brought herself closer towards the source of the scraping sound. The soft squeaks of little rat reached her, having to force herself to stay quiet in excitement of something to eat. Her eyes spotted the furry creature, and to her it seemed at that moment as good as any catch. Poised and ready, the leopardess held her position, still as a carving, before the muscles in her legs launched her forward. The rat gave a terrified squeak, taking a few steps before he was caught in her jaws, teeth clamped down to impale. With a twitch, the rat fell still. A low purr rumbled through her, pleased with the catch, before green eyes darted about to find a suitable shadow to enjoy her meal. Someplace high and off the ground would have been preferred, perhaps in a large tree, but the closest to a tree to be seen in the area would be the high roofs of the buildings, and those weren't suitable to her needs. A dark corner in the alley, hidden behind a large crate would suffice. Circling once, the large cat sat herself down, beginning the process of ripping apart the small carcass. |