Shimmering Sands empress of fire

Klee Kai. That is what I was called. Her mismatched eyes shot to the man, and she snorted.

There are many ways by which to learn something. Watching, listening, smelling, tasting. I watch, and I learn. She bedded down even more.

I learn their habits, where they like to go, what terrain they prefer. And from there, I learn how to nab what I want. If she had learned anything from following this herd, it was that the mothers would become lax as their buck collected more does, and the easiest time to snatch a fawn would be when the matriarch went into her early estrus, and birthed her fawn in winter.

Then, the dog would strike.