The two lapsed into an awkward silence as Amise felt Wyretta snuggle into the patch of fur on her shoulder. Glancing around, she began to survey the area, wondering what it would be like to live a tiny life like Wyretta. Closing her eyes, she tried to image the sorts of dangers in the insect's life, but all she could think of was that mouse she ate. Shaking her head, she almost knocked Wyretta off of her shoulder, but she jerked away just in time before she even brushed the insect. At least she's blind. The leopard thought gratefully. Her tail twitched as she felt her pelt warm under the gaze of a creature, and she immediately glanced up. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to search around the forest, but the sun's glare blinded her, forcing her to look away. "There's somebody watching us." She murmured to Wyretta, her paws shifting uncomfortably. Tasting the air, neck fur bristled as she recognized the familiar scent of the male leopard she had encountered earlier. " - it." She muttered, glaring up at the trees. Her eyes drifted towards a dark shadow on the tree, but she wasn't quite sure if it was the creature, so she glanced away, uncertainty gleaming in her eyes.