WhiteThorn13

Arie crouches on the cool grass,a soft breeze ruffles her fur as the sun cast a soft glow on the barren land. Her gaze glowing as it follows her prey, a predatory growl rumbles from deep within her. She silently follows the large creature, as if she was a shadow.She waits patiently for the right moment as her muscles tense,Swiftly leaping from the cover, her claws bury themselves deep into the Preys muscle, her jaws snapping around its throat as her canines sink in. A purr rises from her throat as the Creatures scarlet blood spills down in a puddle around her paws and soaks her fur. An audible 'Thump' echoes through the valley as her enemies