nessiaing
Things were dull. Not much interested her really. She went about her daily routine every day. Nothing much changed. While she might be indifferent, Rin had a purpose. Her job was hunting for the pride. She tended to favor going out further to the less snowy places to hunt. Sure her pelt helped her blend into the snow, but she liked to feel the warmth, even if it never touched her heart.
She was good at her job. Cool and calculated. Rin pushed through the long grasses that never survived long in her home. The prey liked these warmer areas too. She found a good spot and settled down for a watch. It was all about patience. She'd watch and look for her best opportunity. Rin gave a yawn to act nonchalant, and closed her eyes almost all the way so the prey wouldn't think she was watching them.
