Another cry again, this time it sounded similar to a shrill. A shrill. Scratches…scuffling through the cold pavements, a small black outline? Hunter keeps a close attention, his sole shoes ready to pounce at any moment, given the perfect timing he would lunged with his sword tucked in his belt underneath the white coat. Calm, lightly, wait for it… he assures himself, almost a conceding arrogance washing over his head.
From ahead, comes two eyes flashing amber yellow glow, pupils slit reflecting the darkness of the dark alleyway they were in. A large, sleek furred tom cat, darker shade of black jumped in front of them. A mere cat? The cat stands up, walked in all fours with a growl towards them, a long guttural deep growl at the sight of two humans under his own territory, or was it? Snow
