Sitting alone in a tree at the far reaches of his territory, Tatsuki gnaws on a freshly caught rabbit. The fur is slowly piling up at the base of the tree. He growls low as a small rodent scurries past, ears flat to his head. Sensing no more threats, he continues his meal. Suddenly, his ears perk up. Like radar dishes, they swivel back and forth as they detect a strange sound.

Tossing his meal aside, Tatsuki focuses on the direction the sound came from. Listening hard, he realises what the sound is. "Trespasser," He growls. Leaping down from the trees upper brances, he lands hard in the dirt among the trees large roots on all fours. In a flash, he takes off towards the distant intruder.