Bitterroot Valley one night only

She smiled to his answer and nodded. “Rabbit it is!” There was a competitive stirring that she felt as she spoke and to this, she decided to make their hunt a little more interesting. “How about we make things interesting? The first one to catch a rabbit first wins!” What would they win? She hesitated at this, biting her lower lip momentarily as she thought. “Prize to be determined! We’ll meet back here soon.” This was the best that she could come up with in that moment. Without another word, she grinned, gathered herself for a moment, and lept off.

All too naive of the dangers out there, the child had missed commenting on the scent of a fellow predator-- one that she would soon find herself facing.

Slinking away from her companion and into the night, Freyja did her best to follow the scent-- all while attempting to keep her baring of how far she wandered from where they had been. She found herself winding through the untampered scenery as she tracked her prey, but, soon enough she had come across her prize. It was a few yards away, and, thankfully, it didn’t seem to have noticed Freyja. Acting quickly, the Flemia crouched into position and crept forward. Keeping herself against the earth, Freyja slid like a serpentine until she was in range to strike. Acting on this, Freyja leapt on the unsuspecting creature, latched her jaws around it, and bit down hard. A satisfying snap sounded from her jaws and the rabbit fell limp. She was surprise that the hunt had gone that quickly, but she didn’t question it. Instead, she dropped the meal momentarily to call to Seff in way of a howl, alerting him that she had caught the meal and that she was heading back.

It she recollected the rabbit in her jaws that she heard the pawsteps of another and quickly she turned towards the noise and cocked her head. Though she couldn’t see anything, she assumed that it was Seff creeping up on her. She rolled her eyes at this playfully, smiling on that moment. Oh yeah, sure, he was doing a really good job at being stealthy.

Two large eyes and an even larger set of ears appeared before her in the midst of her internal chiding and she froze at this, her heart suddenly throbbing in her chest. It didn’t look like Seff, that much she knew, but her lack of exposure to other prey-seeking animals was limited and she did not truly know what a coyote was. She growled at the sight, her ears flattening and her tail lashing as if to appear intimidating, but the coyote saw right through her facade.

It lunged suddenly in hopes of an easy dinner, bringing Freyja down to the ground easily as it attacked. In their impact upon the ground, the rabbit was dislodged from Freyja’s grip. Not caring that much for it in the flurry of fangs and fury, Freyja did her best to fight back with her limited fighting repatria. She could think of nothing else but getting the creature off of her, feel nothing but the thudding of her chest and the blows that the other creature made, and as such she zone into the other animal in an attempt to get it off of her and kill it, hopefully, before it killed her.