The Bracken Woods Walking on wires and power lines

Her white form blurred through the trees as she chased the rabbit deep into the woods. She had spotted the hare just outside the line of trees as she made her way to investigate the forest and had decided it would make a nice snack. 

The rabbit apparently knew its way around the forest much better than she did, because it soon lead her into an area where each tree all but hugged its neighbor and the floor was a mess of pointy bushes. Stubborn, she had followed her prey into the thorns anyway and had moved right back out when her front paw was assaulted by a sharp sting. Motherfucker, she said as she sat down to pull the thorn out of her paw. The rabbit was log gone by now, easily weaving through the pointy bushes to continue on farther in the trees to safety. 

Having pulled the annoyance out of her tender paw pad, she began licking the area to soothe the sting, silently cursing the rabbit and its damn forest.