Cats come out to play

[Valentine]

Hoth. An ice cold planet, deemed inhabitable by some, a place of paradise for others. Home of tauntauns, wampas, and many others. But none would expect the creature that now sprinted across the vast white. Treading through the deep snow, a large black panther chased a very startled tauntaun. The creature have up quite a fight, but in the end was no match for the cat in speed. Pouncing, the panther grabbed on with his claws and dug his teeth into his prey's neck, killing it instantly. Lunch is served.

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[Dōkeshi]

Hoth. Kobayashi had spent plenty of time in this system. He'd always found the snow beautiful, a sign that he could feel beauty without emotion. Right now, he was prowling about in the white leopard form that suited this climate so well. He stared intently at the wampa in front of him. That would feed him for a couple of days.

As he pounced, his left claw ripped open the monster's throat, sending him to his gurgling death. Wampa meat tasted far better than any of the other furry creatures, here. Who knew why? He didn't, and certainly didn't care. Mindless beasts were only good for food, although he didn't feel contempt for them, or any other emotion. Only the need for food.

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[Valentine]

As he fed on his meal, the panther, picked up another scent that attracted his nose rather well. Mmm, wampa. He hadn't tasted one in a while, and luckily for him, one had just been killed. Bounding after the smell, he waited until he was a good thirty meters away, then slunk on his haunches to stay hidden, trying to get a view of the kill.

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