Human

Darkness engulfed the land, but only for the time being. Just on the horizon the sun is beginning to rise, reaching her rays of light out across the mountains. With her delicate presence she warms the land and ensures survival, awakening everything to begin a new day. Among them is this little she-cat, my little pet. Her company is spent most often in solitude, being not a “together” type of kitty. She dances the night along, hidden away from others in-between threads of lungful grasses. She’s perfect for these lands, being a sun hued type of animal. Though she longs for other lands… more desert types; where the only thing keeping her from being discovered during hunting are small weeds and plants, and her perfect night air.

Ears fall against her head, head moving in a snake like pattern. The vixen takes careful steps, so quietly as they slip into place on the earth, the world. Her mouth is shifted open; the tip of her dappled pink muscle rests on her teeth. Her youth keeps here quite, agile, on perfect timing. The tip of her tail whips silently behind her, as if curious to what its owner is doing. Human holds her step, her front foot raised slightly from the ground. Then… she moves; into a small hole, only about a half size bigger then herself. Her ears perk forward, the tresses flinging forward. The she-kitty pokes a paw into the hole, her head tilted slightly as she examines it. Its just a hole. The vixen smiles, stepping into it and turning a few times. Her body would seem like a circle if you were to look down upon her from the night skies, growing lighter with every minute.

Peepers of a musky blue look around again, herself stopping her spinning rotation. But with a thump she lands comfortably into the hole. Some say the Caracal are extremely rare, though not in number wise. They hide, and not horribly, but improvingly well. Why do they have this advantage? They hunt at night, their the largest of the small cat species, meaning there the smallest of the large cat species. So when hiding, they don’t have to hide as much. They are also agile, quick on their feet. If they hear something, with their extremely large ears, then their off to a grand hidey spot. But… Human isn’t really close to that. She’s a talkful animal, and will sometimes walk up to a human for a tap on the head. But she is caucious of who she meets, more or less because she’s a kind of cat who bangs right into an emotional wall, she can’t really pass it by.