There is nothing clumsy about the clever fox when it comes to hunting. The wonderfully fuzzy face, tilting back and forth in response to sounds pitiful human ears can’t pick up on. The prancing and pouncing that proceed the perfect posture of the jump, the purely predatory progress of the powerful pup, leave the viewer pleased if not slightly perplexed. I find it hard to root for the escape of the rodent after such a display.
Inktober 2016: Jump
I’m a little disappointed at how far behind I am for Inktober. I’m scrambling to catch up and keep up. Hopefully this isn’t a foretelling of what NaNoWriMo will be like.