☼𝙰𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚜⏵𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗 & 𝙰𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

[zhong]

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noah laid out in the open, letting the cool drizzle fall onto her pelt. she was exhausted from going on a hunt which failed and she needed to calm down for a bit. she sprawled herself out, stretching her muscles that were aching from all the running that she had done for nothing.

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Krishna
Male
Bisexual
3 years
Cheetah
Location; Savannah grasslands
Tags; Open

Krishna crept toward the impala herd, keeping low in the savannah grasses. He knew he didn’t need to hide, but he preferred to get as close as possible to his prey before unleashing his burst of speed. Krishna stepped on a twig, startling the impala. He growled quietly, sprinting forward at an immeasurable speed. The impala he had his eye on was a young adult, but had a slight limp, so it was slower. He closed in on it, the metres between them simply melting away. He risked reaching out a paw to trip it up, but missed. Scowling, he redoubled his efforts. Krishna reached out his paw one more time and tripped the animal. Yes, he thought. A successful hunt, for once. He managed to stop before the impala could get back up and killed it with a quick bite to the neck. He began to eat, relishing the taste of meat in his mouth and the rain on his pelt.

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Azizi
Female
Bisexual
3 1/2 years
Leopard
Location; Her den
Tags; Open

Azizi opened her eyes sleepily, accustoming her eyes to the late morning light. She twisted her head around and groomed the dust off her flank. Azizi sat up, feeling the familiar pangs of hunger that had become all too frequent recently. She needed to eat. Luckily, when hunting was difficult she always had a backup plan. She heaved herself off the floor of her den and padded out of the entrance. Azizi leapt up into a tree, pulling the carcass of a large duiker onto the ground. Azizi stripped meat off the slightly stale carcass, glad that another animal hadn’t discovered her larder. She decided to find a drink and set off towards the water-hole near her den, which she always drank from, as she was one of the only animals who knew of its existence. She lapped water from the little water-hole, twitching her fur when a drop of water touched it. She was alert for threats and for prey. Watching. Always watching.