And there she was. Pretty in pink. But it was her sent that curled his normally lowered tail skyward. Minos paused the moment she was seen, standing tall on two unbalanced legs. What was draped over her furred form was odd, but did not discourage the male and even brought an odd and unrecognized warmth through his body. He was oddly eager to meet her, though there was nothing that he wished to say to her. Her smell was intoxicating, the sort of daze that made him focus hard to remain down wind and out of sight. Minos moved forward slightly, he paused feeling as if he had come to close. But she did not falter, or notice his advance. It peaked his confidence, and the white male traveled through the wooded landscape. An eye remained on her, but she moved slowly and clumsily with all the things that she carried... The slowest and the blindest prey that he had ever come across.
It took only a moment for the male to decide on what it was that he should do. His large body broke through the forest's cover and blocked her path. She was even more desirable close up, her scent filling every crevice of his mind. Yellow eyes glared, a deep fat growl radiating from his chest and throat.