Ouroboros Spine Under the bludgeonings of chance

With her considerable size, Tonravik was still faster than Salamander. The pair separated for a few moments while the Alpha doggedly pursued the rabbit, and the russet woman's attention was divided. Her body was a flickering flame, while the leader's was the shadow attached; but when the dark woman began to cut in to the earth in an effort to get to the prize, Salamander stopped. She paced in the periphery, paws stomping and lungs heaving in an effort to gather more air. Her agitation was palpable, her passion for the hunt having overwhelmed her, but she was still in partial control of herself. She didn't dive headfirst towards the dirt in any attempt to steal the rabbit this time - just paced, watched, and wanted.