Hunting. Fuck hunting.

The third rabbit of the day slipped from her grasp, and Maegi swore profusely, claws digging hard into the dirt. She was good at everything else--literally everything else!--but hunting. Had she been a human, Whole Foods would have been her paradise. But no. . .no fancy cheese or patchouli-scented cashiers for her. Just an empty belly, and these stupid fucking rabbits.

She really just ought to go home. She was already in a foul mood, and that in turn was tanking her concentration. Besides, who knew who lurked in the shadows, watching her make an ass of herself? Scoffing, Maegi turned and began to pad away, the vibrations of the rabbit's flight tingling through the ground under her paws.