it's an unpredictable early morning...

Light barely glimmered over the eastern horizon when he awoke. Nostrils triggered by an unfamiliar scent all too close to his den. Fur bristling and lips peeling up as he rose to his paws and stalked from his home. Keeping his head lowered and ears back, he followed the scent on silent paws. Using his knowledge of the bamboo to navigate him toward the outskirts of the territory, he spies a fox with some eggs filling it's mouth. A thief. Anger rises in him as he rushes the fox. Determined to catch the mongrel, Akito follows it at a breakneck pace. Scenery blurs quickly by him until the fox leaps over a large stone and makes its escape into a burrow too small for him to fit.

Out of breath, he stops and plops himself down onto the wet stone. Rain had begun to drizzle around him, wetting his dark coat. Soaking up the droplets to help cool him down, he laps at a puddle near his face. Exhaling deeply, he closes his eyes for a moment. Once he has recollected himself, Akito sits up with tail wrapped around his haunches and front paws placed neatly in front of him. From what he can see through the sheet of rain, he has made it all the way to God's Garden. Though he's frustrated that the fox got away, at least he could take a moment to sightsee while he was there. Perhaps he would even see someone that lived nearby... Not that he was getting his hopes up or anything.