Haunted Wood It's Madness

Feral gave a screech and with adrenaline-fueled speed, unexpectedly shot up, aiming straight for the stranger. So much power there was behind her legs, she was a bullet at this moment. Her white pelt painted the air, her eyes like blazing fires. If she were to land on him, she would put a paw to his throat, giving a terribly angry growl. If not, she would pursue until she caught and killed the damned trickster. She believed that if she caught him and he submitted, she would allow him to live, but not without tearing one ear of his. She would not give this one up. she would catch and scar him or pursue and kill him, hopefully she wouldn't have to pursue him, though she would not give up. She was not as fast, but still sleek. Her maw dripped with saliva, and her fur double her size in these moments. These moments would determine if she crossed the region chasing a mongrel or was left in PEACE. FUCKING PEACE.
"Moondragon no pawā wa ima watashi to issho kamo shiremasen!"(May the power of the moondragon be with me now!) She screamed, jaws open wide, eyes locked onto her prey. Now he would learn...