Cats of the Jungle

[Arcticwolf1]

Oxylos decided to take a slight detour from his normal early morning patrol to stop at one of the many streams stretching through their territory. He looked down at his reflection in the stream with a sigh knowing that it was going to be yet another uneventfull day. He lowered his head to the stream slowly takeing a long drink from the stream before standing up and returning to his patrol finding himself almost hopeing to find some strangers scent.

[Beautimus Rainbow]

Coming up to a small stream, Cinder looked up just in time to see the tail of another panther dissapear through the brush. Catching the scent of oakmoss, CInder shrugged and leaned down to take a long drinbk from the stream. As the cool water rushed down her thraot, Cinder couldn't help but feel a rush of gratetude that Oxylos did a border patrol everyday so she could drink from this stream. Growiling to shack the feeling off, Cinder continued stalking through the trees.

[Arcticwolf1]

Oxylos sat down with a sign having finished his daily border patrol which had turned out to be boring as usual. He thought of returning straight back to the camp but a rumble from his stomach quickly changed his mind deciding on going hunting first. He stood up slowly stretching out before starting off quickly and dashing straight into the forest moving swiftly through the canopy of trees jumping from branch to branch as he went focusing his senses on finding nearby prey.