Eggs. So many eggs and for what a reason?
Murtuma raised her brows as she lowered her head to sniff one of the decorative – and apparently painted – eggs that she had just recently found from the nearby batch of grass on the way to the hunting grounds. The Great Plains were to wait now, however – Murtuma wasn’t going to let this odd find to slide and as she sniffed the air some more, it appeared it wasn’t a common egg at all. It smelled… sweet, even.
The albino cat huffed to herself as she decided to take one of the eggs into her mouth. Even with big teeth, she was able to complete this task – but w