Cedar Sweep Western Red Cedar

A stranger stepped from the woods, all while her vision still spun from the chase. She gave a shake of head, to clear the tizzy.

Hah? She'd attempt to verbalize, tawny fur muffling what words she tried to speak. No no, this would not do, she set down the rabbit hesitantly and made sure her paws were upon it in a moment, pushing down, asphyxiating.

She spoke a universal tongue in this grinding of bony feet into the flank of the poor thing. Violence. Understood beyond the barrier of species.

Pff- pff She spits out what fur clung to her lip, a harder venture without her forepaws to easily wipe it away. I'm bringin' it home! She answered gleefully, her tail raised. We're gonna use it for better things than eatin'. Her crown dipped low now, scrawny form contorting to leer down at the bloodshot eyes of the tortured little critter.

Oh deadly sin, at least she had a virtue too! Honesty aplenty.

She snickered like a devil, falling back to her haunches abruptly, rocking back and then forward, a giddy look, a veiled taunt. You seem angry. Oh- Were you chasin' it too?