Sleeping Dragon Hunt

that's okay, we all have lives. Of everybody else does at least. *sigh* :P

Panting, Lorne let out a huff of agreement seeing as she couldnt talk at the moment. Her legs we're trembling with the exertion of chasing the sure footed rabbit. She ignored it, tuning out the burning of her lungs as well. She followed the rabbit, chasing it towards its den where she knew Belle would be waiting to deliver the death blow. All she had to do was get it there. Perhaps the rabbit sensed something for it tried to veer off course before she leant and snapped at it. 

With another peculiar squeal it darted forward. Almost there now. It was nearing the den and she slowed once it was close enough not to get away. She moved towards the den at a slower pace, waiting for Belle to spring on it as she tried to catch her breath.