by TyrannoTitan » Sat Jan 05, 2008 4:10 pm
Tyretros shrugged, not really caring what they would hunt, just as long as it wasn't something that could kill them. His tail swished from side to side, the maneless male scanning the area for any signs of prey. Not seeing any, he resorted to smell, scenting the air calmly, catching the scent of a herd of Zebras, the Cheetah's slowly disappearing scent, and the scent of a few Gazelle. Tyretros turned to Nightbane expectantly, waiting for the other lion to make a decision...