Just hanging... Yup.

Angelclaw sat on a low tree branch, one white paw dangling off carelessly. Her tail was swishing in relaxation and her eyes were closed. Her ears twitched as a bush russled with prey. She was already full, but may hunt later. She stretched one back leg and then the other and moved down to a bigger and wider branch. She lay on her side, barely away. She was keeping her ears pricked for signs of any other cats. This was nice. She let out a big yawn and curled into a ball before the scent of another cat wafted into her nose. She opened her mouth to get a better scent but couldn't pick out which cat it was.