Dawnlark Plains Slightly broken's just what I need

Cita rushed, hell yes she did. She'd done it when she'd rushed to Tez-- Tyrr to beat him to a bloody pulp. Still, she did not dispute the medic's claim, instead nodding as she added to the plan. She and Saena were likely to be the quicker of the trio anyway. With their ad hoc plan agreed upon, the inky wolf took point as she lead the girls across the plain, nose down to find just a hint of prey.

It didn't take her long to find either, posture shifting subtly as she zeroed in on their unsuspecting targets. Her head swung, looking at each of them with purposeful intent. Citali could stay here; her larger form was not so good at stalking. Saena could take one side and herself, the other. When everyone was in position, hunkered down to make themselves more inconspicuous, Nochtli waited for a bit to let them settle and get ready. And then she gave the signal.

Springing forward, the female darted in to the fray of rabbits, teeth snapping on one as she attempted to avoid colliding with either of her companions.