Post by Xanele on Jul 10, 2008 22:56:01 GMT 10
[ooc/ veeerrryy long]
Persea took a timid step toward the strange human cage. She knew there was easy food in there, and it was easy enough to get to, but the smell of human made her uneasy. It would be far from worth it if she came into contact with one of the beings, even if she did manage to escape with a meal. She didn't know how likely it was that she could escape and retrieve a meal.
She raised her elegant head. The black and ogange stripes did nothing to help her camoflauge in this atmosphere, but the night cloaked her movements. She would dare not attemp such a thing during the day. With great care she found the barrier of the chicken's cage. She could understand the humans wanting to keep the food for themselves by locking it away, least predators like her eat them all, but the cage would be a horrible place to live.
The whole idea, to her, seemed unnecessary; if the humans wanted to keep the prey to themselves then they should hide it, or keep it in their strange homes - if it was so important for the food to be alive all the time. Just as her brother had told her, there was a gap under the wire. She speculated about willing going into the cage, but he had assured her the prey was very easy to catch, and small enough to carry away quickly. Along with warning her not to take more then one, as lingering was not wise. Persea had rolled her eyes at his warnings, but she dared not to disregard them.
Her stomach lurched hungrily as the smell of the birds suffocated her, making her mind up for her. Without any more hesitation she wriggled under the wire, fairly easily thanks to her frame, and stalked toward the source of smell. It was surprisingly roomy in the cage, but that was of no comfort to her. Persea spotted the wooden box her brother had told her about, but didn't need to enter it; chickens were nested outside as well.
She didn't need to wait or stalk to attack the prey, instead she launched herself onto one. It squawked terribly, stirring up a mass of noise. Stricken with panic at the commotion, she closed her powerful jaws around the chicken, catching it's wings and back with her fangs. It didn't die, only squawked frightfully loud, but she didn't waste time. She scurried for the hole, squirming free of the cage. Without a moment to regain her senses she hurled herself into a run, the chicken still squawking as it struggled in her mouth.
Persea could feel it getting weaker as it slowly bled to death, and she ignored the noise, taking for the hills, closer to the forest so she could enjoy the meal. She felt the effort and risk was probably not worth the meal, but she would've given most things for this small meal.
Persea took a timid step toward the strange human cage. She knew there was easy food in there, and it was easy enough to get to, but the smell of human made her uneasy. It would be far from worth it if she came into contact with one of the beings, even if she did manage to escape with a meal. She didn't know how likely it was that she could escape and retrieve a meal.
She raised her elegant head. The black and ogange stripes did nothing to help her camoflauge in this atmosphere, but the night cloaked her movements. She would dare not attemp such a thing during the day. With great care she found the barrier of the chicken's cage. She could understand the humans wanting to keep the food for themselves by locking it away, least predators like her eat them all, but the cage would be a horrible place to live.
The whole idea, to her, seemed unnecessary; if the humans wanted to keep the prey to themselves then they should hide it, or keep it in their strange homes - if it was so important for the food to be alive all the time. Just as her brother had told her, there was a gap under the wire. She speculated about willing going into the cage, but he had assured her the prey was very easy to catch, and small enough to carry away quickly. Along with warning her not to take more then one, as lingering was not wise. Persea had rolled her eyes at his warnings, but she dared not to disregard them.
Her stomach lurched hungrily as the smell of the birds suffocated her, making her mind up for her. Without any more hesitation she wriggled under the wire, fairly easily thanks to her frame, and stalked toward the source of smell. It was surprisingly roomy in the cage, but that was of no comfort to her. Persea spotted the wooden box her brother had told her about, but didn't need to enter it; chickens were nested outside as well.
She didn't need to wait or stalk to attack the prey, instead she launched herself onto one. It squawked terribly, stirring up a mass of noise. Stricken with panic at the commotion, she closed her powerful jaws around the chicken, catching it's wings and back with her fangs. It didn't die, only squawked frightfully loud, but she didn't waste time. She scurried for the hole, squirming free of the cage. Without a moment to regain her senses she hurled herself into a run, the chicken still squawking as it struggled in her mouth.
Persea could feel it getting weaker as it slowly bled to death, and she ignored the noise, taking for the hills, closer to the forest so she could enjoy the meal. She felt the effort and risk was probably not worth the meal, but she would've given most things for this small meal.