At times, I can be rather patient. I can tell by the smells that this area is often trodden, and I know eventually there will be something to surprise and jump on. It is just bound to happen. I am still in the cold winter wonderland, letting my frosty blue eyes focus on a snowflake that had just fallen on my partially covered muzzle. I almost let my tail wag as my eyes see the marvelous intricacies of the little flake, but immediately stopped myself. I am here to jump on something, damn it! Not to look at snowflakes!

I find myself becoming rather...irritated. Time seems to be going by so slowly, and I am almost ready to get up and just...find something to chew on instead. Apparently, I needed to think of leaving sooner, because the sounds of footsteps began to ring through the softened sounds of winter. I feel an excitement running through my veins. I bite my lip in anticipation. I do not realize that I am not completely covered, the darker parts of my pelt sticking out like a sore paw, and yet, the grass gives me cover, and the very slight fall of snow has peppered my pelt over time.

I remain still and silent. My victim comes into view, and I let my eyes look him over. It is always good to know the aspects of your prey. I focus my eyes on him, and suddenly my mind is rushing with memories. Him! I know him! He is the boy who ACTUALLY wanted to play with me! I haven't seen him in forever... Where the hell has he been?

Well, he is going to get it for leaving me so god damn bored in Glorall. As he walks in my direction, I allow my form to become prepared. My feet clench onto the ground, and silently I allow my eyes to fixate on his paws. When he gets close enough, I strike! My lithe form explodes from the snow, the white fluff flying in the air as I go with it. I am a thing of winter beauty, but I am a beauty with a nice set of teeth.

I aim for his back left paw. I seek to snap it, not so hard that he bleeds or anything, but enough so he damn well knows I am here. If I get a hold of him, I will tug, and attempt to knock him off of his feet. Only then will my plan start to execute. I am a girl fast, swift like the wind when it is angry. I know I can handle this boy, as I handled him once before. He better want to play with me like he did last time...even if he doesn't, I am going to make him anyway!