Arrow Lake Down by the lake

+5 Stealth stat.

At least, he saw it that way.

Now he is peering down at her. He sees her. He hears her, even. He is unappreciative of her speech. The canine bobcat's teeth grit and gnashed. His nose came up to a tense scrunch, a huff of air slowly seeping out of his nostrils. She was noisy. If there were any prey sitting about, she'd long scared them off.

Slow, careful steps when she turns. Questions of what he's even doing begin to waltz through his head. He knows he doesn't need to. He also knows that doing so is a waste of his time. He knows that she is vulnerable, however, and he takes advantage of it simply for his own benefit. He can learn from this. Somewhere along the lines, he's let her hear him, and he appreciates nothing of it. Then he can do better. He will learn better.

Then he begins wondering what it might be like to take another's life.

This is what he believes he's wondering, anyways. What wolf, he more seriously wondered, would do such a thing, and why? To clear the area out? Perhaps if he was in his own territory he might do so.

Survival demanded it.

So, maybe this isn't the place for it. It wasn't as if she was all that close. It wasn't as if she was doing anything but drinking. Somehow, seeing her do nothing irritated him. As he stalks out, he raises his stance higher and higher until he turns his cheek, eyeing her suspiciously.