by The Kingpin » Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:50 am
Gustav felt the ripples of the water, his keen senses pointing out where they were coming from, and diving down deeper, into the murky depths of the reservoir, where the other croc was less likely to spot him, intending to use the downpouring light from the moon above to show him his target, his various senses assisting him for that very purpose...
Meanwhile, Nightbane stalked the grasslands slowly and stealthily, eying a herd of resting wildebeest, one of which was sitting slightly out of the others' reach, and, from what he could see, was either injured or sick, or both, it's scent being abnormal and it's slow grazing walk showing a prominent limp, it's right hind leg being kept off the ground as much as possible, a number of moderately sized, deep gashes visible on it's hind leg, half way up, and what appeared to be a slid bite mark on the back of it's neck, most likely from another lion from an earlier confrontation. the mere sight of it sent Nightbane on high alert. the distinctly lion-like wound patterns meant there was a chance he was in a pride's territory. he'd have to be extra careful. if he was lucky, he'd be able to get the jump on the male that led the pride. if he could achieve it, he considered challenging it for dominence, attempting to take over the pride. it'd give him a more reliable survival rate, seeing as he wouldn't have to depend solely on his own kills to feed him. it would also give him the chance to find a mate, and finally start his own family. but he decided it was best not to get ahead of himself. for now, he was hunting for a meal...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG