(OOC:No scalies, nagas or humans please, anything that is furry or a dragon is welcome though :3. I'm using a modified version of my Kumiko character so if you'd like more info about her I'm happy to give it, oh and please PM me if you want to join, and I think that's everything~)<br/><br/>The sun dwindled in the sky, stopping her bright rays from their assault upon the forest below, the moon rose in its place.  The subtle light from the crescent shape laying a blanket of silver light upon the land, just bright enough to see where you went if you had keen eyes.  The moisture in the damp air was vaguely lit up by the new, softer light, as it hung heavy upon the land from the earlier rainfall.  The temperature dropped several degrees as the moon rose, the night starting to come into full effect and the nocturnal predators rising up for their hunts.<br/><br/>Kumiko shivered a bit as she felt a cold wind gust through her foxhole and opened her sightless eyes, jarred to consciousness by the bitter breeze.  She pricked her ears and lent them her full attention as she scanned for sounds of danger, although her ears could hear no threatening sounds, then she opened her mouth to taste the air.<span style="font-style: italic">Just the normal scents and sounds.</span>She thought to herself as she drew herself onto her feet and carefully padded out of her den.  She had to be extra careful incase any new vole or gopher holes had been dug, she burned the touch of the land into a mental map that she associated with scents, so she was never lost.<br/><br/>The slightly soggy dirt receded as she padded out, leaving behind vivid pawprints, not that she could see them, but she could feel her paws depress the ground.  Her paws halted as she stopped to taste the air again, her stomach starting to softly growl, as if saying<span style="font-style: italic">Feed me prey... And soon.</span>She finished tasting it to find that she had picked up on a familiar scent,<span style="font-style: italic">Mouse</span>, she knew it from her prior meals.  The kit dropped her body down into a crouch, holding her tail level with her back so it didn't drag on the ground and create noise and also not high to alert it of her presence.<br/><br/>The young vixen slowly moved forward, careful so that she didn't create much noise from hitting branches when she didn't expect them.  She had made a habit of putting out her muzzle first and feeling around, as she travelled through the brambles, it created far less noise as it brushed against branches and she used the knowledge to avoid hitting them with the rest of her body.  Soon the kit found the scent getting stronger, her mouth started to salivate at the strong prey scent, she pricked her ears and heard the mouse a short distance away sniffing for any food.  She first made sure that she was downwind from the mouse, repositioning herself slowly and then stealthily crawled until she was just a few fox tails away.<br/><br/>Kumiko lunged at the mouse suddenly and missed it by a couple inches, but the noisy scurrying of it alerted her of its position.  She quickly pawed it back in front of her and broke its neck with her jaws, grinning at her catch<span style="font-style: italic">Perfect</span>she thought to herself and then starting to dig in to the warm meal while it still held its body heat.  She murred at the flavor as she chewed and swallowed the meat, satisfying her hunger and then afterwards covering up the remains with dirt to hide the scent so that no other predators found it.  She had left a bit of meat on it, incase she needed a snack on the way back to her foxhole, although her attention was soon drawn to finding something to play with, she was now quite bored.