Dec 18, 2014
Your comforted by the sweeping trees above you. It casts shadows over your creme fur and you feel safer for some reason. Maybe because its easier to hide in trees and bushes while when your out on open land the idea of hiding is thrown out the window.
You fall into a hunters crouch and scale across the forest floor scenting the air constantly for prey. You pause when you hear a noise up ahead but the amount of noise that was made was too much for it to be prey. You slip into a bush to hide.
