Today I might
I was thinking of drawing some scenery of cats outside trying to hide in the grass or by leaves for fall. Or later I could try them sitting in trees.
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The green eyes shone through the pile of leaves, unwavering. The tip of her tail moving ever so slightly as she is ready to pounce, watching her prey.
A slight breeze blows and her target moves, trying to escape, but she is quick, her body moving instantly and she is up and on top of it, her teeth sinking into the flesh.
A soft crack is heard as the paws wrap around and she goes into a roll. Leaves fly everywhere as she lays, her claws fully extended through what is left of the leaf. The life has been snuffed out. Her eyes huge, the wind stirs again.
A slight breeze blows and her target moves, trying to escape, but she is quick, her body moving instantly and she is up and on top of it, her teeth sinking into the flesh.
A soft crack is heard as the paws wrap around and she goes into a roll. Leaves fly everywhere as she lays, her claws fully extended through what is left of the leaf. The life has been snuffed out. Her eyes huge, the wind stirs again.