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She prowled along the thick and aged branches of the forest, her movement muted by the thick, damp moss that seemed to cover every inch of the jungle. Beneath her was a strange beast, coated in brown fur with white spots that faded together, ending towards a nubby tail. Atop it's head was two antlers that spread out and branched like the many trees that Nepeta had climbed. None of this mattered to Nepeta; It's fur would soon be torn up to reveal its bloody insides, and its horns would be smashed and carved for weapons, tools and decorations.She climbed lower, seeing that the strange beast was grazing on the thick undergrowth. Nepeta licked her lips before pouncing on the unsuspecting animal, digging in her claws. The creature kicked and screamed a groaning cry as she tore into its flesh, its red blood splattering all over Nepeta and the remains of her clothes. She tried her best to kill it as quick as possible. Before he died Equius would always show how much he hated Nepeta killing animals, so she tried to make it as quick as possible; but no matter how hard she tried, the beast still thrashed in her claws."Purrease, stop." She begged quietly, digging into it's throat harder. With a final gasp, the creature ceased twitching, and was laying limp in her arms, blood pooling at her feet. Nepeta began skinning the beast with her claws, more blood oozing out onto her as the skin and fur peeled off, leaving fat and muscle that barely kept the organs from slipping out.Back on Alternia she would've dug her teeth into it's fur without a second thought, but the dream bubbles were dangerous enough without catching some sort of disease from ticks and other things that might be lurking in the fur of beasts. Nepeta began to rip at the meat with her fangs and fingernails, cramming the still warm morsels into her maw. She tried to hunt sparingly, only hunting once her hunger became all too prominent as to not leave many remains that would be wasted on hungry scavengers and the insects that would come to occupy the rotting carcass as their home.Nepeta lifted her head at the sound of cracking sticks to see a cat-like creature with orange fur with white splotches on its tail and face as if it were dipped in milk. It seemed hungry, and was staring at the carrion with desperate eyes. She lowered her head to confirm that it could begin to eat, and it cautiously sauntered over opposite to where Nepeta had almost finished her meal. Nepeta wiped the blood from her chin and got to her feet, stretching before walking off, looking for a stream that she frequented for an after dinner drink.The sound of the trickling stream became audible to Nepeta as she continued walking, the sloshing water within her sight. Nepeta once more got on all fours, only this time to lap at the flowing water. It was cold, refreshingly so compared to the strangely weathered jungle. The days were hot and humid, with cold rain for the even colder nights like any other jungle, but once in a while the nights would become sweltering, and the days would let flakes of snow drift from the sky. Animals foreign to jungles could also be found eating beside her, the dream bubbles gathering an array of creatures that she would have never hoped to live with and feast on, both from Earth and Alternia.Nepeta exhaled happily as she wiped the dripping water from her chin, but quickly fell silent as she heard distant gasps. Quickly, she climbed the closest tree she could find, and found a vantage point in which she could see the forest floor.It was one of them.She knew they weren't food. It was unrecognisable at this point, with too many mushrooms and layers of white powder over the decaying matter to even show a coherent face or shape. Nepeta wondered how old it was to be in that condition, as after a few months they would finally die when spores were released. She pounced in it, the body falling to the ground with a thud, the softness and stench of the body making Nepeta grimace.Without hesitation she pounced on it and stomped on its head, the only colours from the splatter being white and the green-grey of the rotting flesh, as well as maggots that were inhabiting it. Nepeta gagged and almost threw up at the sight and the pungent reek, retching and pulling away before she could spew. She looked down at her worn boots to see that they were covered in writhing grubs and ichor, and vomited a little, the beasts blood and undigested meat as well as some sour fruit skins landing in a puddle next to the stinking carcass.She ran to the river and hastily swished the water in her mouth to rinse out the vomit before turning her head and spitting it next to her, repeating this until she felt the stains in her mouth were faded, allowing her to finally drink the cleansing water again with shuddering breaths.--Nepeta laid still on a thick branch, sprawled out comfortable as she watched the pouring rain. Above her she had suspended her coat on two branches to catch the rain, pattering peacefully on the worn fabric and dripping through the holes.It had been a while since her sleep cycle had adjusted, but she couldn't sleep; every time she blinked she could see the maggots and flies squirming, and feel the stench rise up and engulf her.Nepeta tried to focus on something else.She sighed and lifted her cheek off her arms, resting the back of her head on the branch and looking up at what she could see of the rainy sky, letting the patter of the rain sooth her. The jungle was quiet when it rained. The cries of birds and animals were dampened and the silence encompassed all but the rain.