Ah I caught the scent, there, even as I perched on the edge of a particularly sharpened rock, my head dug into the crevice it made. The earth was damp here where the rains sluiced between the rocks and pooled, sinking in the earth as the only means of release. I wondered just how many mole rats I could flush out of here if I dug deep enough, imagining a whole network of tunnels that were shared by tiny field mice. The idea is entertaining, my stomach rumbling as I had not eaten since the day before, and only a skinny rabbit who had managed to survive winter only to be dead before it could gain the spring weight it desired. Pity. For it, not me, I had enjoyed it even if it was a bit bony. I lift my head, closing my eyes so that I can focus more on my nose as I lift a paw, ready to climb some more, when I hear it.

I sense her too, almost at the same moment that she giggles, and my head snaps back to see the faintest of movements disappearing behind a stone. It sounds young. Is it enough for me to stop my hunt? Certainly. I was growing bored of my game anyways, preferring the company of another intrepid soul. A slow grin crawls across my muzzle, my eyes gleaming wickedly in the sunlight as I leap off my rock and onto a flatter one down below. Downward I move, taking care to stay as silent as possible, but damn there are rocks everywhere! It is a testament to my skill that I don't end up knocking those tiny pebbles down as I grow closer, pausing at the edge of the stone she had hidden behind. I peek then quickly, my eyes catching the arresting picture of the petite female with strawberry markings on ebony fur. Black eyes stare up at mine and I blink in surprise, for they are different, much different than what I am used to.

I like different.

I grin down at her, adopting a rakish nature, and move to leap down towards the crag she has positioned herself in. "Fair lady, must I give chase? You would be a worthy catch, I think," I call down to her in my smoothest voice. A worthy catch indeed.