Naaghai Lowlands tibia

The flicker of Zoug’s ear drew Talis’s attention. He studied the man’s face, then nodded his understanding. He shifted his weight, tensing his muscles in preparation. He drew in a breath, held it, waiting…

When Zoug burst forward, Talisman was half a heartbeat behind him. He lunged at the rabbit on the left, snapping his teeth toward the tuft of tail presented when the creature turned to flee. He caught nothing but empty air and a mouthful of dust as the lapin scrambled away. But Talisman did not hesitate or slow down, pursuing his prey in zigs and zags across the dry earth.

In the end, it outran him and disappeared into a cloud of dust. Talisman halted, panting heavily, gazing down at a small burrow as the air cleared. He sniffed at it, then made a cursory effort to dig. But he soon realized the hare was out of reach.