Hikaru looked around the forest, glancing at the terrain. "This is nice." he mumbled sarcastically. "Perfect place to spend my days as a rouge." The black wolf walked around the trees and bushes, taking refuge underneath a nearby jumble of moss-covered rocks. "Wonder when dinner's coming?" Suddenly, his ears caught the sound of leaves rustling nearby. "Looks like it's dinnertime." Hikaru said, licking his chops. He got into a crouching position, his green eyes gleaming with eagerness as he imagined a succulent flank of venison. He waited hungrily to see what came out of the bushes.