Dragoncrest Cliffs Un jour viendra

Artaax's bi-colored eyes gleamed with excitement and mischief as Dalia continued along, clearly unaware of his presence. Not a single muscle moved as he watched her tiptoe through the tulips flowers. Each second that passed began to feel more and more like the right moment, but he held back until he watched her stop and stick her nose right into one of the colorful blooms.

The aspiring hunter moved quickly and silently towards her, not breaking into a run until he was only a few yards away. He quickly came within reach of her, but instead of pouncing, he planted his paws into the ground and reached out with open jaws to try and land a playful chomp to her rear end - his signature move, or so I've just now decided.