Wapun Meadow she is now.

run, idiot

a ruthless grin cracked the blackbird's sharp features as shisu gathered her good sense beneath her and turned tail.

astara licked her chops reflectively, giving the she-wolf a generous headstart.

after all, if things were too easy they would not be fun -- astara wished for the burning of her chest, the thrill of conquering a competitor that wanted more than anything to get away --

these things filled her darkly fluttering heart

five
four
three,
two --

ah, fuck it --

astara launched after shisu's fleeing form, a lioness pursuing a lamb.