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

quick rala post !

nanuralaaq moves with calculated pawsteps, eyes sharp, keeping watch of the bison that dare to flee, to run. sharp snarls rattle from her throat as one threatened to bolt, and she notices, for a moment, tvar assuming the rex's side, weary that something may have happened ; that he may have been close to injury.

rala focused, now, on the isolated pair. tail thrashed behind her, awaiting the moment that she may be granted the opportunity to sink her teeth into their brown pelts.