Stop Or I'll Eat You

The midday sky was heavily laden with clouds, rain soon to come no doubt. The male had traveled from North to West, a long distance to cover and no more then a couple days to do it. He was a fast traveler. If he could teleport then he would use it all the time, just to save him the trouble of walking. He wasn't in any particular mood at the moment, only a vague sense of arrogance emanating from him but no more. Although he was feeling a little giddy, for no particular reason. And also a little hungry, because he had been traveling a lot. Changing his course, he soon spotted a grove of trees. And within them, little edible creatures that he could see fleeing into the depths of the woods. Licking his chops, Zell rapidly changed direction and headed towards the trees. His cream and wine colored pelt blending somewhat with what little snow was in the west, while at the same time standing out due to his darker markings. If I had been born pure white, it'd be easier...but then I'd also look boring and normal. And probably invisible int he snow. The thought struck him as amusing, thus bringing a small smile to his face.

As he approached the undergrowth, he hunkered down a little. Head low, tail low, shoulders hunched as he began to sniff out what he might eat. Scents poured in, from trees and dried shrubs to animals burrowed up in their dens as they hibernated for the winter. What the hell did he see then? Slightly puzzled, he wandered a bit as he followed one particular scent. He had no clue what it was, but to him it smelled delicious. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." He muttered as he continued his search.