ZUGZWANG

Auburn shadows from the effects of the autumn season brandished the leaves in the trees, turning them hues of gold, red, and purple. The air was crisp in the dawn light, the sun casting a warming glow on his coat as he trekked to the west. His spirits were rather lifted, he was almost... happy. He could nearly taste the cold cruel bite of winter, nearly feel its chill, it was enticing, alluring like the first taste of a fresh kill, like the scent of a virgin in heat.

Siney fur clung to his frame, shining in the light as his muscles flexed under it seamlessly. His unusual markings, he could nearly feel them glistening in the sunlight, and as he came upon a stream, he ventured to it's edge taking time to stare at his own reflection shamelessly, yes, he look splendid. A wicked smile lit up his jaws, the sinister evil shamelessly shone in his jagged jaw line, as a low chuckle escaped him. Simply splendid.