Kintla Flatlands your problem is, you spent your whole life thinking there were rules

You let me know if any of this isn't okay<3

Hoho! There was fire yet in the woman, who was tricked once but not at all discouraged. Belharra heard the rapid patter of her feet behind, and kicked into a hidden fifth gear.

For a lanky and tall wolf, she could move surprisingly quick - which she would have to do, if the hare was to be her own. "Mhyemh mMhh MHmumph!!!" (GET REKT, IDIOT or some variant, who knows) came the streamed reply, muffled of course, by delicious rabbit. Belharra was already trying her best to swallow all of it at once. She was doing admirably well too, until part of the hare which had gone down her gullet decided to make its big debut.

"Mhmfhgfgh." Belharra stopped suddenly, the rabbit halfway gone down her mouth. Her eyes bulged, her throat was suddenly in open rebellion -- "MMHPH!" Tears welled in the corner of her eyes as she started to choke, her airway obstructed. Over and over she kept trying to upchuck the  chunk of meat in her mouth, but the obstruction was so big she could not chase it from her chaw. Choking, clawing, and crying, Belharra swung around towards Vallkyrie and cursed that this woman might be the last thing she ever laid her eyes upon.