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The towering beast ushered forth a demand, and the would-be hunter's ears tucked tight to the sound of the awful voice aimed her way as a command. While sight of him intimidated her, in truth, that could still be a good sign--if nature could support beasts like him, herds should be no concern soon. Again though.. wishful thinking, trailing after a first-time famine experience.

Anyway, she was not going to be quick to do exactly so.. but she does abide by stepping forward, brushing gently past a low-hanging foliage, before she senses he might get a glimpse of her. She only gave the smallest of pauses there in the part of the brush, then darted off again into the woods defiantly.

Maybe it was best if she just swung way wide about this and tracked him from a greater distance, then. Short of her luring him back to where her comrades were to help her hunt him, there was not much for her to do about it besides wait and see where he went from here. If only she had the help to do something more about this, and while not the fun, exciting route, every bit of her better sense said not to press him.

Not liking the sensation of feeling so exposed, and alone, she aimed to move away for now if he let her.