Bearclaw Valley one voice tells me that they laugh

fired.

she bolted with an ease. long, lean limbs devoured the earth in hungry strides. it was hungrier teeth that sought to clamp down on a fleeing hare.

at first, only a leg.

yet that slowed it enough for her to grab at its own nape. swiftly ended just as quick as the chase had started. the world silent in the wake of it all.

she could only hear her heart pounding in her ears.