Wapun Meadow a hellish glow of hot orange

he glanced only once behind him to make sure tadec had followed - he was unaware of the male's trepidation, but perhaps it was for the best -- the male had a history of rash outbursts, and oft close proximity was the thing that ushered it.

he folded his limbs carefully and stalked forward, head held stiffly straight and ears painfully pressed forward. there was a small band of them, all drab of color and stepping about in light, nimble steps despite the bulkiness of their stature. ich'aak watched them hungrily, fastening his gaze on a female that strayed towards the fringes.

he swung wide and positioned himself carefully in front of her -- and when he felt the time was right, lunge suddenly from the leaf-litter and winter-battered briar with a snarl and teeth swinging.