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The cat prepared to spring and Haunt's fight-or-flight response fully engaged. Truly, she was a hunter, not a fighter, and she wanted to live another day. She didn't think about any of this consciously as she whirled and darted, hoping to put herself out of the other predator's reach. So long as she didn't feel claws sinking into her back, she intended to make a beeline for the bypass.

The sound of a struggle behind her made her pause and whirl, eyes wide as she panted hard and beheld the sight of Kigipigak executing the lynx. She could've been impressed, though Haunt's nerves were still screaming. Her lip curled back in a silent snarl as she forcibly whipped her head away and resumed running, her heart pounding rapidly against her rib cage as she tried to get away from yet another traitorous Tartok.