Duskfire Glacier if we are always the same

The coyote was smaller. Faster and more nimble. But with her athletic build, Tzila should be able to close the distance in several long strides. Her larger size cost her in speed, where her corded muscle tone made for optimal performance. She flew onwards, focused only on the tawny fur in the near distance.

In moments, she and Iana were upon the coyote. Panicked and fearful, it whirled around to aim a defensive snap back at his larger attacker. This moment of distraction was just what Tzila needed. She swooped in on it's unprotected side, jaws parted to grab for a scruff bite.