Hoshor Plains outside the life you know

He had found for her a rabbit this time, and was returning with it when he caught movement at the mouth of the den. He slipped into a clop of tall grass, his light agouti coat disappearing in the swaying blades. It was habit to conceal himself like this, but he did not remain hidden for long. He watched as she herded her pups from the den out into the world, and after a moment or two slowly, quietly approached them, drawing to her side and dropping the rabbit at her paws, eyes on the pups. They were growing fast.

Soon he could act.

Soon.