The leopard leapt lithely from one branch to the next, the impact of his weight barely making an impression on the massive protrusions of the jungle giants. The sun was down, the birds were settling in for the night, and it was prime hunting time.
Ostium relished this quiet time, where everything simply worked out the way he needed it to. It was perfect...
...even down to the large, dark shape moving on the forest floor. Intrigued, the dark cat crept downwards to get a better glimpse of his potential prey.
