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08-11-2014, 10:41 PM
A sharp connection to its skull brought it hissing and growling away from its meal. Annoyed at its missed chance, it swiftly moved on to rest in the fringe of trees, pawing at its aching jaw and panting at the effort it just spent on a wasted opportunity.
What was it supposed to do now? Its stomach still groaned in hunger, and as it watched the pesky winged thing take to the skies, it growled to itself once more.
Golden, predatory eyes then turn to the other side of the field, spying the grazing form of an equine. A pesky white winged thing fluttered nearby him, but the cat wasn't bothered by that - he was hungry, and he would eat soon.
So he moved through the tall grass again, his body low to the ground, his form focussing on the matter of stealth and surprise now - particularly aware of the fact that there were eyes in the sky likely to expose him as well.
One way or another, he'd be eating equine tonight.
What was it supposed to do now? Its stomach still groaned in hunger, and as it watched the pesky winged thing take to the skies, it growled to itself once more.
Golden, predatory eyes then turn to the other side of the field, spying the grazing form of an equine. A pesky white winged thing fluttered nearby him, but the cat wasn't bothered by that - he was hungry, and he would eat soon.
So he moved through the tall grass again, his body low to the ground, his form focussing on the matter of stealth and surprise now - particularly aware of the fact that there were eyes in the sky likely to expose him as well.
One way or another, he'd be eating equine tonight.
