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A dense grassland that, within it, tends to carry a population of large sloths, buffalo, and mammoth. Kychet Net worship these hunting grounds and tend to get aggressive with ANY other predator that dares to hunt here.

Tenebris stalked through the overgrown and lush undergrowth. A scent of wild buffalo reached her flaring nostrils. A satisfied growl escaped her black lips, an excited tension building up in her muscles. In more graceful movement, she was out on the open field. A few birds mingled in with a small herd of buffalo.
Tenebris picked out the strongest male almost immediately. The young were out playing in the assortment of flowers and weeds. The mothers kept a close eye on them, and Tenebris didn't have a chance at taking them all down. An older one strayed from the flock, limping towards Tenebris's hiding spot.
This one will be a good meal for the cubs! She thought, preparing to make a leap.
Her claws scraped the dirt ground as they extended out to their longest reach. Then, she sprang. Tenebris's back legs pushed her up, and her front reached out towards the weak animal.
With one final moment of waiting, Tenebris was in the buffalo. Her hind claws scored its flank. In a quick movement, it was dead. No blood pooled on the ground for other predators to find. The rest of the herd was unaware of her catch. A perfect kill.