Otter Creek Krov' i zhelaniye 《Blood and Desire》

No sooner had he heard the beginning of a 'Hello' had the male forgotten about the swimming brown animals. With a serpentine like twist of his body, he swung, reared up with his dagger like obsidian claws, latched onto the thick and heavily autumned oak, and climbed up, not nearly as graceful as a feline, but as silent as one, all in one fluid motion, and in a matter of seconds. Vector perched onto the mid high thick, long and heavy branch, crouched and observant, following the sound of the remaining greeting. Peering through the leaves, his eye could hav been mistaken as the glittering of the massive foliage.

That's when he's spotted her. With a coat similar to his, yet a couple of shades lighter in a few places, she walked hesitantly around th area where he once was, but a minute ago. The recon watched her, taking in every motion she did, every step she took. Vector held his breath in short and evenly paced turns, ensuring his weight would be lighter than if he were relaxed, as to not disturb the weight stability of the tree limb, and give away his posisition.