The mighty panther's footsteps were silent on the forest floor. Even when the cat encountered crinkled autumn leaves and dead twigs that were shed from the trees...she remained silent.

She rubs up againat trees and brush around her lovingly as she takes her stroll through the woods-- purring affectionately into the action.

She is very much aware of your presence-- and ready for what is to come-- but she is waiting for you to make the first move.