01-05-2020, 04:11 PM
Vathmos was about to turn in for the day when she heard the pitter patter of small paw steps. It was more like a plunk plunk though, as if the creature moved their legs in a set, and not in four separate parts. It was definitely small though. She doubted it would be that much of meal. Vathmos struggled to find sufficient food for herself in the territory, as the biggest thing here were the crocodiles and she didn't want to try to fight one. Her hunger was well known in the clan, ravenous and insatiable. Her grasslands home was stocked with medium to large size prey, and moving had forced her to adopt new tactics.
Once, they would chase down a large animal and eat it alive. Now she had to get the surprise round on them. Chasing was harder in the swamp lands, and tripping was far more likely. She had covered herself in a fresh coat of swamp water and mud before she went out, attempting to cover her deathly, rotten scent.
She watched from the underbrush as the rabbit clung to the tree roots,waiting for her opportunity. Vathmos knew she had to be slow and quiet for this one, rabbits could hear well. She was closing in to take the leap, when it turned its head to speak.
A moral quandry. If any of the other Tanglewooders found it first, they would welcome it with open arms. Her ears laid back and she narrowed her eyes, brow furrowing with it. It wouldn't have any use. It could fight for them. It was weak, and weakness put you on the bottom. At the best? It was a slave.
Vathmos was hungry, so it was food. She readied her paws to take the leap, giving the rabbit the briefest moment to watch rounded ears and glowing eyes poke out of the underbrush. Midsection- the spine. She probably wouldn't have to apply that much pressure for the creature to shatter in her jaws. Break the spine and it would be helpless. Then she leaped, aiming to chomp down on the rabbit and break it in her jaws.
// she's aiming for the mid section but you can have her miss and get a leg instead or something
Once, they would chase down a large animal and eat it alive. Now she had to get the surprise round on them. Chasing was harder in the swamp lands, and tripping was far more likely. She had covered herself in a fresh coat of swamp water and mud before she went out, attempting to cover her deathly, rotten scent.
She watched from the underbrush as the rabbit clung to the tree roots,waiting for her opportunity. Vathmos knew she had to be slow and quiet for this one, rabbits could hear well. She was closing in to take the leap, when it turned its head to speak.
A moral quandry. If any of the other Tanglewooders found it first, they would welcome it with open arms. Her ears laid back and she narrowed her eyes, brow furrowing with it. It wouldn't have any use. It could fight for them. It was weak, and weakness put you on the bottom. At the best? It was a slave.
Vathmos was hungry, so it was food. She readied her paws to take the leap, giving the rabbit the briefest moment to watch rounded ears and glowing eyes poke out of the underbrush. Midsection- the spine. She probably wouldn't have to apply that much pressure for the creature to shatter in her jaws. Break the spine and it would be helpless. Then she leaped, aiming to chomp down on the rabbit and break it in her jaws.
// she's aiming for the mid section but you can have her miss and get a leg instead or something
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