His tail flicked idly as he wandered around aimlessly. For once he had time for himself. No hunting to do as his sister was already on a hunt for his father and mother's meal. For now he could scout the terrain he'd once stumbled upon as a foal. Now... he was taking in every sight, scent.. sound, Anything that crossed his path. A tree ahead of him looked inviting enough for him, supplying a low enough branch that he could watch over the area. It intrigued him.. faint scents of other soquili lingered in this area. It would be a perfect spot to lay a trap for unsuspecting victims. He leaped to the branch and lazily sprawled out on it as he shifted to his smaller form and gazed out over the land, waiting.
