Otter Creek what is dead may never die

Airi was away from the mountains once more, back to the valley where she saw the lake and the fire-eyed wolf. Airi gasped as she saw him, stalking confidently after a hare, his eyes bright and determined. It was all she could do to stay out of sight, peering from the brush at his muscular form. Airi watched appreciatively, gasping as he pounced and quickly killed the lapine. She was disappointed in the quickness of his kill, wishing him to elongate it further for her pleasure, but he wasn't aware of her.

Besides, he had something else in mind for the rabbit. Airi followed, as stealthily as she could, eventually seeing him walk towards a dark forest. What are you doing? She eventually called out to him, trotting over.