Whitewater Gorge XXXII

Her teeth were bared as her breath heaved with each stride. She scrambled and pushed herself, though every time she gained any momentum, the rabbit swerved and she cruised past it. She was beginning to get frustrated, when the rabbit's luck ran out. Like snow tumbling down the mountainside, Augur rushed the rabbit and sent it veering the opposite direction- and when it realized its error, it was already too late. 

Lilia trapped it beneath her paws, and nicked her toe with her tooth when she went in for the kill so hastily. Snow smothered its final breath. 

There was a rattle to her breath when she lifted her head. The adrenaline had fuelled the chase, but she felt herself sapped of energy now that she was out of breath. She didn't even want to think of how they'd divide the creature up- she sank down into the snow, and gave herself some time to breathe. She'd need to catch her breath, and cough up some of the mucus before she could think properly.