Ankyra Sound Wretched thing

Whilst her gaze was affixed to the one in front of her, another had slunk up beside him; pearly-coated with a peppering of charcoal along the flank. Outnumbered, she'd only become more on edge, hackles raised slightly, though her tail stopped its thrashing. This one at least spoke words she understood.

I was saying, hunt your own damn rabbit. She huffs, lips drawing to a close and concealing the pearly ivories within. Her gaze flickered between the two of them, jittery as she watched for sudden movements.