An ice triber with brains more than brawn set out to hunt. He wasn't particularly fond of having food prepared for him by the tribe. He much preferred to find it on his own. He also wouldn't be in debt to the hunters of the tribe. As he traveled his form melted into the snow and ice of his homeland. Runi was a pale blues and whites with dark spots. His spots seemingly matching the colors of rocks. Runi padded quietly until he finally spotted his prey. Not a bad sized deer like creature, not a floof either.He crouched and approached silently. his paws finding the footing he needed. One paw in front of the other, step by step as he inched closer to his food. At least until he heard a loud crack from underfoot.The Tah froze and looked at his quarry as it's attention changed from rather docile to alert. Runi leaped forward in an effort to catch it but he missed as it jumped and dashed away.
Icicles!
Runi dashed after it as it started running down river.
trinkuh
