The other, still an unknown in the dark, watched attentively from where it sat until the night's stranger went about off into the dark further and all but began to vanish. It carried on in pursuit, or rather a casual walk that followed parallel to the trail the thing made that led itself closer to the odd tree that arose here and there. The show of curiosity versus potentially an easy meal were carefully poised in opposition, either this thing was a matter of interest to be explored or merely just another to be eaten, yet which it was did not seem to be clear at the moment. Was the proposed risk worth the reward? Was there any reward at all?

Such simple reasonings were not enough to dissuade it however, as each of its widespread paws carried it along and across the thin layer of snow just as silently as they did before until it came closer still. It laid itself down from a ways behind the robust base of the elder tree, camouflaged perfectly amidst snow crested blades of tall grass; for the moment it chose to watch and observe, to better sort its two options. The only hint of its internal and simplistic debate was the repeated and subtle twitch of its tail again, its broad head dipping between the blades or rising from time to time as it sought a better view, hesitating between a natural need for pursuit - the fact the thing exposed itself at all by setting down rather than remaining upright - and a natural wariness of anything exceptional or odd.

Now and again the tenseness of its back rose then fell at the hair, attempting to become comfortable in what seemed as though it might be a long wait on a night whose temperatures threatened to fall lower with the passing hour. It mattered not, at least not urgently, the patience to lie in wait for hours on end in no short supply for this tawny figure like its relatives. So in place of that hurry, it contented itself with tasting the air again and awaiting what next would come.