Duskfire Glacier flame of the heart

Omg I totally forgot about this thread I'm so sorry!!!!

She ran. Of course she did. And the normally drugged feline gave chase, his legs carrying him faster than any wolf would have been able to travel. He was built for this landscape, but even as he neared her, Red found no joy in killing her now. He wanted to toy with his food, as he would have with a mouse.

His pace slowed, a rumble trickling from his jaws as his nose went to work, taking in the sweet but pungent smell of her fear. Teeth showed in a terrible grin, paws carrying him off to the side, out of her line of vision should she look back. Perhaps it would look like he had given up the chase and normally, he might have, but he was not inhibited by any substances today. Not yet, anyway.