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Fuck, finally he fucked off. Laurel's heart hammered in her chest as she took off with the prize between her teeth. After he was well out of sight she turned direction towards her family, glad to have food to bring home to them. After she was sure that he was no longer following him she slowed her gait. Feeling quite powerful and on top of the world she finally allowed her tail to rise again, a cheerful and proud expression on her face. She'd tell Indra when she returned about this dumb ass's stupidity and how he'd brought them food, all for free. And, of course, to warn her about the upcoming heat.

When she least expected it Laurel suddenly heard the twitching of the grass blades. Before she had a chance to turn around and react or even look she was smashed into the ground by force, the quail flailing through the air and landing a bit further away. Her fall was accompanied by a shrill cry of surprise. Laurel had fought a few times in her life, but she'd never been surprised like this.

At first she didn't recognise her assailant, having taken no time to sniff his scent (and having sorta forgotten about the weirdo of earlier -- not thinking him capable of something like this). Not knowing who or what she faced, Laurel tried to get up, her nose smarting from impact with the ground, but before she could fully get to her feet she felt wolf teeth around her neck.