Another One Bites the Dust

He could tell he woke the woman from her nap, though he cared little. What was she doing napping out here anyway? Not that she was exactly in the open, but it wasn't too hard for him to spot her either. Her fur stuck to the twigs and branches of the trees, making her an easy target for anyone remotely good at tracking. She made it easy for others to find her, perhaps that's what she wanted? Carthage didn't pretend to understand anyone's motives or reasoning, as his wasn't exactly clear most of the time either. He did things as the thought came to him, hardly ever planning out his life.

She responded with a simple confirmation and he held back from rolling his eyes. Of course, he had woken her up and disturbed her peace, but perhaps one wanted to be disturbed and she was playing a game. Carthage reclined onto his haunches and yawned, hoping to seem as least threatening as possible although he usually had ulterior motives and may even this time should things work out well in his favor.

"Perhaps napping in one's den would stop others from disturbing an apparently well needed nap." Carthage's eyes narrowed, a small smirk playing on his lips.

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ooc; n/a