Northstar Vale I returned to a stand of pines

Celara and the prairie dog tussled for a bit, exchanging bites of different polarity among themselves until finally their contact broke. The prey was herded toward the Empress this time and she would not fail as she did at the beginning of this hunt by misunderstanding what the other woman was planning. This time, she lowered herself to the ground, letting her ears try to listen in on the hog, watching the grass carefully until its fat little body was in sight and - 

Immediately the woman sprung into action, pushing against the dirt in a cloud and lunging toward the little critter with hungry jaws, it was the satisfying feeling of its squishy body between her teeth that gave way to the growing excitement and pride as she tried to hold it up for Celara to see. The thing was stocky, but heavy, and so she had to drop it eventually, offering a waving banner of white behind her instead to signal they had caught some food for themselves!