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Trying to move stealthily through the undergrowth occupied her so thoroughly that Haunt didn't notice they were moving in circles, nor did she pick up on her mentor's agitation. When he eventually stopped beneath a tree, she went still too, glancing at his face and following his gaze upward. With every inch her eyes raised, trepidation ratcheted up in her breast.

She spotted the cat, preparing to feast on some small animal, and every blade of fur on her young body raised. Haunt loved to hunt, yet she also knew her limits. Ungulates were off the board altogether, even with backup, until she gained more experience. And as for other predators, well... some instinct jangled her nerves horribly as her ears flicked in time with the rapid beat of her heart.

"Are you," Haunt hisspered, "trying to get me killed?" Maybe he could tangle with the cat and its claws, yet the pup knew she wouldn't stand a snowball's chance in hell.