Slinking quickly through the tall grass, Momozono had been tracking a small herd of impala for a little while now. She had managed to stay hidden and downwind so far, but she was beginning to grow a little impatient with her slow progress.
Again, her eyes could see their slender figures, finally stopped to graze. She came to a stop, just yards away, assessing her strategy. It was a little odd not having Vanellus here with her to assist in her hunt, but he had other things to attend to today. She shifted her weight, taking a moment of the herd's ignorance to creep forward. She continued this pattern, slowly working her way to a closer ambush point. There were a few in the herd that she could go after - although Momozono wasn't the largest lioness, most of the herd wasn't too big. She could see the horns of a male, but he was on the far side and she knew he wouldn't stay to try and fight.
Her breathing slowed as she finalized her strategy in her head, muscles tense as she laid in wait.
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