'Your sleeping time?' Yamika echoed, a brow raising as her head did as well. She looked up through the canopy, at the sun that could be seen peeping through the interlaced branches and leaves, and then back at the stallion.
'You're nocturnal then?' she asked, wondering a little at that. His colouration would never be good for concealment day or night, but night she thought would be even worse as his skin would reflect any light. Her mother had never been a nocturnal hunter in particular; she hunted any old time she was hungry.
'As you say.' she said with a little smile.
'Anywhere particularly good for prey around here?' she asked, after all it was the mark of a good hunter to be fully aware of the best spots at any time to find a meal.
