[Streamtail]

Briarmask

The fluffy she lays sprawled out in her usual spot, resting her muzzle on her paws as she contemplates a trip to the fresh-kill pile. She's simply famished, but so very comfortable where she is right now, it's ever the dilemma. Plus all the cats, crowds definitely aren't her favorite. Stars above, just look at her, so lazy! Briarmask huffs, shaking her head before forcing herself up, determindly setting out for a piece of prey before her anti-social brain can convince her otherwise. After quickly snatching a random piece of prey from the top, she rushes back to her shady little space, not even bothering to look at what she grabbed. But she's not picky anyway, so it should be fine. When she plops back down she sets her newly-retrieved lunch down to study it, a fairly small vole, which is fine because she is only one cat after all.


@FANNIBAL (Sorry this is so late! I'll write more on my next post too, starters just tend to stump me at times :3)