Dawnlark Plains gotdamn baby you done stopped me in my tracks! i can smell your dang feet from here!

benry's in cat at 3 am mode watch out

he grinned wildly — an expression that would have been downright terrifying for a wolf if he was more aware of himself. but at the moment he was heated, filled with an exhilaration that he hadn't experienced before: the thrill of the hunt. he couldn't see himself, but his normally small pupils were blown out, eclipsing his irises in black. he had nearly launched himself at the rabbit, only stopping himself when the wolf stumbled after it, breaking its bones and slamming against the ground. woah...

he obliged without pause. he wanted to go after a rabbit this time. he let out another yowl, wilder and louder this time, then immediately running — he wasn't exactly sure what direction he was running in; he was just running. the adrenaline was getting to him and his lack of training and experience was showing in full force.