Chimera Fields Calm and Quiet

She had watched him for a while, the male, yet she did not approach. She had become very, very good at being nothing but a shadow these past few weeks, and followed him. Yet as she slipped between the forest of trees stripped of their foliage, her paw skidded upon the leaves and her form fell with a near silent oomph, a layer of wet, moldering leaves between the seemingly dry ones the culprit.

she rose to her feet slowly, eyes searching for the dark form of the male she had surely alerted with her stumble, and wondering should he come searching for the source of the commotion.