It was one of those days that was perfect for hunting in his opinion. The wind was a barely present thing, the weather was optimal for him. Slightly clouded over sky so the sun wasn't glaring and blinding him as he stalked his prey, but not looking like it'd rain (though he admitted a slightly wetter ground in spots would have made it easier to find prints!) so really, he had no real complaint, else than at the moment he was thirsty and wanted to locate somewhere to slake his thirst at, as soon as he could before he picked up his hunting.He paused on a small rise of stone and looked around while up there, trying to scent the air, and he gave a slight grin. There was moisture on the air, and not from the fluffy clouds in the air, no this was from the ground. Good, it meant water wasn't too far off.
Nerpin