It is almost as if she has gone back to her beginnings in this new place. Each smell and texture is new to her, and as such she has to rely on other senses to guide her around. Three times she has nearly run into a tree, bushes and rocks, the darkness not once yielding despite how many times she blinked her pupiless eyes. The white centers moved around as the young russet, black, and white girl moved around. The ever present shade of black did not give her the understanding that it was only midday. Her mind knew no time keeping, there was nothing but the cycles needed for sleeping to give her any sort of rhythm. Her steps halt, sensitive ears picking up sounds of birds moving in the leaves on the ground, her pause giving her time to catch up with herself. The scent of squirrel crosses her nose, and her mouth waters and the sounds of her digestive system kick up. Listening for a moment or two, she waits, licking her lips as she does, pinpointing the sound of the arboreal rodent.

It is surprisingly close, this brown furred and bushy tailed thing, rooting for nuts in the floor of the woods she came to be in, her head turns slowly, waiting. Suddenly, the girl is in motion, her senses leading her to land directly on the squirrel and she delivers a killing blow as the rodent lets out a shrill squeak. Her triumph only proves to her that she made the right decision in training her other ways of perception. Her white paws grip the now still squirrel between them as she lays right there with her catch. Jaidah lets her ears go on patrol for her, twisting and turning about her head as she listens for signs of danger. Her jaws quickly beginning to work at the bone and flesh of the catch she has made.

"talks like this"

jaidah

Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness

female - three - hunts no one - haunted by no one - crazy rank of no pack
russet, black & white with gradient white to blue to black eyes - no legacy