Noctisardor Bypass gyonplei

too late she had maneuvered herself, for the romp had seen some part of her, the gleam of white fur or the sheen of her red hackles.
heda launched herself from the brief cover, burning through the reserves of her speed as she lunged for the nearest animal, a defiant creature who snapped bravely at the air just before her own jaws opened for its pelt.
they tangled, landing in a whirl of mud and fur and pained squeals of angered terror as the rest of the otters raced into the water with desperate speed.