Snowforest Taiga I'm alone and kinda scared

"Loner," Zahir rasped, turning to her meal. She had no intentions of approaching the other, and had no goal other than getting her prey into her stomach. Zahir wolfed down the hare in several large bites, bones cracking between her teeth. The hunt brought her joy, at least for a moment.

And now, it was over. Zahir went to work cleaning to blood from her muzzle, and picking strings of hare from her teeth with her claws. "You seem nervous." Her words were almost amused.