by The Lost Gremlin » Sun Oct 30, 2011 10:12 am
Lifting her rounded head, Tip inhaled the still, windless air. The jungle seemed to be empty of scents today, even the smell of prey was seemingly absent from the atmosphere. It seemed like weeks since she'd last made a kill and had fed properly when in reality it'd only been five or six days - even so, it was a long time for any tiger. The deer she'd hunted down last time hadn't been enough to satisfy her and to make matters worse she'd returned to where it'd stashed only to find a pair of foxes feeding off of the scraps.
She steadily approached the rim of the jungle, moving at a slow yet dignified pace. Just beyond the trees was the Grasslands. She knew from past experience that deer were bountiful in these lands but several tiger territories were also dotted around. If she was going to hunt, she had to be careful.