
The black and white male stretched himself out completely as he exited the den for the night. It felt nice. There was a cooler breeze and lighter scent in the air. It meant being out in the day was fixing to become so very bearable. His tail flicked excitedly at that thought as he went the thirty or so feet to the nearest watering hole.
Tobi preferred nights to days. He blended better and had a lot better success hunting. While he might be shy around others that weren't who he deemed friends, he had no problem catching meals. Between he and his mate, Tobi liked to think he were actually the better at it.
Speaking of his mate, Tobi turned around, pale eyes narrowing as he searched for the dark colored male. Was he awake yet?