Great Bear Wilderness Honest Mistakes

The red wolf, about the same size as Mara(tiny), continued her pursuit on short legs. Mara yelped and continued running, her prize clamped strongly between her jaws. She thought back to her fight with Runt but she had a feeling that this one wouldn't end the same way, that this female would fight to the death. Not wanting to risk that while she was at a disadvantage, she continued running, her body lowered to the ground in a streamlined way. There was no way Mara was going to turn and fight with the rabbit in her mouth, but this was most definitely not the end of it. Reaching the end of the field she sprinted into the trees near the spine, zigzagging in a serpentine pattern. The adrenaline from the attack pumped through her veins as she reached the border of her pack. Not stopping she continued running, her paws pounding on the needle strewn ground. She had stopped paying attention to the wolf behind her a little ways into the spine territory so she wasn't sure if she was still on the attack. Still not stopping, Mara flicked her russet ears back to see if she could hear any signs of her opponent behind her.