Augustus stood and stretched, looking upwards at the foggy sky. It would be another gloomy day, he realized, but wasn't bothered. It was almost always gloomy here. He shook his head to loosen his neck muscles and licked his lips almost lazily. He'd been napping the day away in an indentation in the ground nestled behind some bits of rock. He only arose to acknowledge his thoughts. Ever since his meeting with Caspa he couldn't stop himself from wondering how she'd gotten to the other side of the fence. He hadn't come across any breach in its defenses till date, and decided that today would be the day. The gashes in his muzzle were just about healed and his body was covered in a glossy new winter pelt, which had finally grown in. He turned his head in the direction of the Serena Reserve and set an easy loping pace. It felt good to stretch his legs, his haunches no longer tight or showing any visible signs of injury.
When the fence was in sight he altered his direction to run parallel to the fence line. His eyes roved over it and its length beyond. He recognized the spot where he'd first met the dog/hybrid, his eyes catching a glimpse of fur caught in the wire and faint bloodstains where the hare they'd shared had been torn apart. It was only a passing glance and the white, black saddled male pressed on with a will. The trees loomed at his side, the gateway to innumerable possibilities. He quickened his pace, eyes focused ahead. Minutes passed before he caught his first glimpse of it. The section was bent and twisted in disrepair. It wasn't a full breach, but the wires hung low and wide enough for him to jump through.
He came to a halt just before it, examining the dip. He inhaled shortly before turning tail and trotting a few feet away. His brows furrowed slightly and he took long, bounding strides towards it. When it came near he dug down into the earth and launched himself through, closing his eyes a moment before his feet hit the ground with a dull thud. He stopped when he reached the other side and glanced at the way he'd come. A small smile played on his face. He let it slip as he dipped his muzzle low to sniff the dirt beneath him. He sauntered through the foliage taking in the world around him. It was then that he detected traces of three other beings that had recently passed through. The first he determined at first sniff as being canine, two others referred to prey animals. No doubt, someone was hunting. He diverted himself from the path, ultimately ignoring the canine and his prey, and instead went after the second rodent-type creature. The canine must have gone after it first, he thought, before branching off to chase after a less elusive meal. He immediately became possessed by the thrill of the hunt, it had been so long since he'd had a fresh meal. His nose led him along its path as he carefully traced its steps, lifting his head to look on occasion, in the hope that he would see it before it saw him. His tail gave a short wag, as he exalted to be back in the game again. His ears swiveled this way and that like miniature satellites. It came into view, and he almost let out a chuckle at life's little ironies. By the way it moved he could tell it was hunting, just as he. So now, the hunter had become the hunted...
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