Snippet #2545435

Azzen sat down on a bench and breathed in the air, absorbing the sent of all the creatures and various plants that surrounded her. It was so different from her home, which was cold cold, and icy all year round. There were so many new scents, so much color to these worlds, I really don't want to go back to Zzeth, she though. Azzen sat back, closed her eyes and smiled, it was so tranquil, there was never silence when she was home. Her siblings were always yelling, fighting, wrestling, eating, playing. It made her exhausted just to think about it, hunting was in her soul but it just felt good to take some time out of it and just sit back and enjoy her surroundings. But then again, it also felt good the chase her prey, to hear it pant in fear, to smell its terror once it realized it could not escape her. That also made her feel relaxed, but in a different way, like when the hunter knows that they have complete control of the hunted. But this was her time, her own time to relax, away from home, away from her brothers and sisters, and away from the freezing temperatures of Zzeth. Azzen groaned happily as the sun came out behind a cloud, the warmth bathed over her and stimulated her skin, it felt good, the heat, the silence, the lack of movement. Only one thing would make it perfect now, Azzen grabbed a handful of grass, and watched as it slowly caught flame. A smile began to form on her face, This was perfect she thought, Absolutely perfect.