Sequoia Coast genius party

Anyone! @Onyx , maybe? pack mates preferred, but i'll take anyone B) Also, warning for some foul language.

Under the cover of night and the intermittent light of the moon, Aesop crept along the grasslands beyond the dark of the forest. The days had been warm and never dipped below freezing. There was no snow, and so he lost the advantage of camouflage. Still, he crouched low, the brown grass brushing against his stomach as he crept along in near silence. There was a rabbit not too far away. A rabbit with his name on it. And so he crept closer, closer, until its ears perked up and it caught sight of him.

The chase was on.

For about thirty seconds later when, in a fit of pure grace, Aesop tripped over his own two feet (though there was a branch there, he'll swear until the end of his days) and fell face first to the ground.

"Fuck me! Come back, asshole," he called, resigned though he was to his failure.