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She would continue to dig and fill in the holes, but her movements slowed as she listened intently to what her son was saying. What it meant to her was that he had a musical ear- and perhaps that he had sensitive hearing. He was listening to the earth, tuning into its vibrations; it would make him a good hunter, she thought. Naturally, she felt that this was all good news. "I think, Eti, dat you 'ave a good ear. You listen for things others struggle to hear." She chimed. 

She watched him as he searched, and was led to a hole in the ground not yet filled with earth. He was observant, and she crept forward, thinking that perhaps her son had been sensing the movement beneath the ground with his paws. It was at that moment that the rabbits fled the trap, and Chacal lunged forward with a happy yip, brushing against Etienne's side, hoping to encourage him to give chase on his own. 

Having been backed into one exit tunnel, there were a few targets to choose from and terror made the rabbits zig-zag in confusion. Chacal missed one, only to have another dart right into her path. She gave chase, and slapped the paws out from beneath the animal, sending it tumbling before she grabbed it. 

She didn't kill the rabbit, but held onto it. It went still, but she could feel its heartbeat racing against her teeth. She looked to see where Etienne was, and if he'd managed to chase anything down.