Somewhat of a ghostly land

Green eyes narrowed to slits as they locked on the great cat that stood before her; granted, there was a great distance between them, but she could see him perfectly. Large, majestic - a god, no doubt. Swaying her tail slowly, reddish-blonde fur stuck out in the bright night, yet at the same time, the dark surroundings kept her blended in just perfectly. Raising her head after a moment and slowly backing up from the mountain lion, Cyndelle ran back into the Forest of Shadows, taking comfort in the solitude and darkness. She laid on the ground and began rolling slightly, streaking mud across her fur as to help her blend in better - it was a caution for all of her people that had light-colored fur. Twitching her ears, she made her way towards one of the clearings - the land had long been injured by human machines, leaving somewhat of a scar of dirt down the center of the forest. [haaa]

Pawing at the dirt below her, she knelt down, scratching through slowly. She almost looked as obsessed as Pandora did when she was guarding her box...