these ones don't have stripes

Tempted to jump out on the small herd in an impatient fashion, Celeste was glad to hear the quiet chuff. Turning her attention to the cat who looked familiar, she smiled in return. "After that last hunt, you're more than welcome," she responds quietly, her tail giving a light swish behind her. "I'm Celeste, by the way," the girl mentions with a nod before turning her sight back to the equine animals on the beach. While they probably weren't the best source of food around, they would do for now. They didn't seem to mind much as they grazed on the grass lining the beach, their long ears twisting back and forth and tail snapping at the flies buzzing around.

"I'll let you take the lead," Celeste's voice is a whisper that she knows the feline would be able to hear. Beginning to move slowly through their cover of brush closer to the small herd, she continues to scan their options for the easiest one to take down. If their hunt this time would be similar to last, letting Birna make the first move while she brought up the rear to save energy would make for an easy and quick kill.

Celeste Akizora