The woman was padding about in the darkness of night, the only time she could bear to let herself be seen. She had managed to get herself knocked up, and it infuriated her. Tea cupped paws of ebony made more noise than usual as she slunk through the shadows provided by the stone wall. The moon was nearly full, and so she could still be seen by anyone out and about getting a midnight snack. Dual toned optics scanned the grasslands for anything interesting, but instead she was rewarded with boring nothingness. Seating herself in an alcove created by the crumbling rock, the ebony bitch huffed and leaned her back against the cool rock. If I find those assholes again, I'm going to kill them. She thought maliciously to herself, lips lifting in a silent snarl of hatred. The world could be so cruel at times, and it was like the universe was out to get her. Tail tip flicked in irritation as she waited for the next horrible thing to happen.