Noctisardor Bypass Distraction? Heh. That sounds a lot like "decoy."

Beetle slithered alongside her and Grub pressed back, her own tail remaining neutral behind her. She didn't necessarily defer to either litter mate, though she had no qualms with her sister's pride. Grub was much more interested in hunting than jockeying for rank.

"Wait for your brother!" She shot a curious glance over her shoulder, wondering which brother he meant: Slug or himself? She blinked, posture ready and rigid as she paused for a moment. When they made signs of catching up, she then resumed her forward momentum and dropped her pale snout to the ground to begin combing for scents.

There were many, of course, and Grub wasn't a fine-tuned hunter yet. But she instinctively pinpointed one of the fresher ones, belonging, perhaps predictably, to a rabbit. Grub licked her chops as she slowly crept through the underbrush, the smell drawing her in like a fish on a hook.