Wapun Meadow Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

Without a moments hesitation, Athella veered away to follow Ameline and her group. She stayed close, ears pinned down while the mammoth beasts grew closer and closer in her vision. She focused on the two smaller animals lingering towards the back. The ones they would target.

Chilled air ran it's fingers through her fur. Only stoking her heated excitement further. Muzzle drawn tight, sharp, throaty snarls were meant to spook the prey. Or antagonize. Anything to get a reaction out of the behemoths. And one did, panicking to try and make a run for it.

Under her mother's guidance, Athella took action to tighten the noose. Boldly, she surged forward, thrusting the weight of her fore limbs aggressively against the snow in a show of defiance. Bone white teeth snipped on empty air, just shy of the hair of a retreating tassel. Instinct pushed her back, diving around out of reach of a flailing hoof.