Dawnlark Plains all my dreams are in a width of languages my tongue can speak
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Ooc — Thalia
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she might have missed her packmate's silent approach were she not searching for just that; watching what she could of the dance playing out on the other side of the underbrush. she did not shift, limbs coiled beneath her, tail splayed flat out at her rear. the bird - a slight disappointment, seeing as a whole group could have yielded multiple kills - moved towards her, nervously, until the sudden movement of Aviana had it lunge desperately upward. 

she moved then, swiftly to meet the bird as it suddenly swerved, catching a wing in her maw and whipping her head down in one fluid motion. stunned, the bird cried out, the huntress dispatching it swiftly yet not quickly enough to have its scream have the whole wood go silent. there wouldn't be anymore hunting for them here, yet as grief returned to stab at her swiftly and suddenly, she merely nosed the catch toward Aviana. "you should have it. the group can't be far - we can come back and take down a few more."