Dawnlark Plains Pacing time is no option

The small light fawn wolf stood in the vast plain that was lightly frosted with snow beneath her paws. She lifted her head to the air, and caught a scent of a rabbit. She quietly looked around her, trying to look through the thick dry grass. She lowered her body to the ground once she caught site of a burrow, she was sure there was at least one rabbit still inside. Her mouth watered impatiently,but she was too starved to risk loosing any prey this time. Her ear folded flat to her head as she waited and watched the area with her icy eyes. Soon enough the rabbit came out, and thankfully hadn't seen her, as it sniffed the air on it's hind legs Reginae broke into a run and grabbed the rabbit in her jaws, killing it quick before it could put together what had happened. She looked at it as she dropped it on the ground and eagerly began to tear it apart, quickly eating it. Though, she soon went silent and sniffed the air once more, as she heard more rustles not far from her.