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Rabbit. The scent prevailed here, leading the woman to think she must be near a burrow, something of the sort. She shifted her path quickly and silently, approaching the scent with the eagerness of a hunter. But there came too the sound of another, heavy, careless footfalls, that had the woman's tail lash tightly in blossoming anger as she moved faster towards the scent. Whichever buffoon trod carelessly here was going to scare her meal away.

There came a burst of movement, and the woman moved with the grace and speed of an adder to where the glimpse of prey had been caught by roving optics. Yet not fast enough, for as the wraith made her presence known and her lunge faltered, for it became quickly obvious that the other she had sensed had her dinner.

Immediately regretting halting her attack, she was quick to leap back into motion, the object of her adder-like lunge the male who held her catch. Fangs searched for a grip on a throat, or chest, the warrior throwing herself into motion and seeking revenge for the male's intrusion as fast as possible.