Chimera Fields burn

So maybe she was a little late. Storm had been in the midst of a chase when she'd heard Hokulani cry out. For a moment she'd contemplated abandoning her hunt entirely, but — wouldn't Hokulani need to eat?

So she tried to finish it quickly. Storm was a little scraped and a little bruised by the time she finally made it over, dragging the corpse of a small injured goat. Blood smeared her mouth, but it was only partially her own. She was rather proud of herself, actually.

But all that was forgotten when she spotted Hokulani. Her ears flew upright and she dropped the goat, dashing over only to half a few feet away with wide eyes. Storm went still. Puppies.