Sunbeam Lair Pride yourself on actions, not words

there she was, pacing near the entrance of the cave. in her body language, nothing reflected anxiety or nervousness, if anything, she was alert. shikoba made it a routine in the weeks that she's been here to check the entrance, check around the cave itself, and sometimes venture out to chase off any competition with the tribe. her small and well-built figure had a long-stride walk pace that covered ground in ease, each scar upon her body writhed like a serpent on her fur.

she would often swing wider to look outside, then swing back in to avoid the chilling cold. this was her job, was it not? as a mercenary, she needed to be ready for anything and be ready to rally her tribe members. however, nothing too big happened out of the blue. with the lack of activity, shikoba decided it would be a good time to give her paws and limbs a rest. the agouti female halted near the outer part of the entrance towards the left side and sat down, holding her head high. she did not reflect a snobbish or arrogant behavior-- she was just being alert. her eyes stared straight ahead of her, though constantly checked to her sides and she would often turn her head to see if anyone was coming. her ears swiveled as well, but for the most part remained pricked forward.

the lone female took a deep breath before releasing it, feeling breezes blow against her from the front, rear, and both sides. she didn't mind.