Lithônion's paws touched the ground gently, creeping around, looking for any food. He was careful to check for any stray twigs, being cautious with his surroundings. He didn't blend into the grass all to well, but being crouched gave him an advantage. His blue pelt stood out to anyone looking from above, the different shades of blue's mixed together, his yellow eyes glancing around. It would be getting dark soon, it seemed, the sun was already starting to set, and a few pitch black clouds rumbled up above, spraying a light drizzle of rain onto the male Lucain, his fur sticking to him. His eyes fixed onto a light gray rabbit, it was eating grass, its mind elsewhere. Lith crouched down as far as he could, inching forward once, then again..