Sleeping Dragon Hunt

As soon as she was in the right position, she waited for Lorne to chase the rabbit close. It was only a few moments before she saw them speeding towards her. When Lorne had done her part, Belle watched as the rabbit, unaware, shot past - It was too late. Belle pounced and sure enough, her timing was right and she caught the rabbit. She bit down hard, then wincing in pain as she realized she had jumped too close to the edge of a small ridge. Their kill was still firmly in her jaws, but in a second she was tumbling down, hitting a few small sharp rocks as she rolled. The rabbit - Still in her mouth - was bleeding, leaving a trail as they finally reached the end. It was just a small little ridge, but was covered in quite a few rocks. She sat up. She had dropped the rabbit when she hit the ground. She was dizzy, her vision slightly blurred. "Lorne!" she called, realizing Lorne was still at the top. She got up and gasped in pain when she saw she had a few bleeding cuts on her side, stinging. "Ouch" she murmured, trying to ignore them as she searched for the rabbit. She found it on top of a log, just a few centimeters from her landing.