Felltree Marsh red duck

Stargirl was quickly tiring. Quickly, quickly - out of her depth in the snow and in the tunnelled vision through which Cen saw her. Fleeing over branches and waterholes, paws catching here and there. Each stumble brought closer a looming fate.

It was as she rounded a frozen pond that an answer reached her. Sobeille. Hope flared, dashed just as swiftly as her hurry to respond was cut short in a haunted shriek by sharp fangs crunching bone-deep on her tail. He'd caught her, more securely this time. 

Yura's fight was ebbing, the flail of her limbs holding none of the sharpness of previous strikes. "Take my eye. I know that's what you want," defeated, she slumped before him a sorry pile of grey fur. But she had seen what Cen had not. A flash of auburn, Yuralria growled low.