Broken Antler Fen Couldn't look you in the eye

A plan was made. Wren gave a curt nod as she watched the other wolf go off, cutting off the rabbit's escape. With that in mind, she stalked forward until she saw the critter. It was already wary from the voices and crunching of leaves - it didn't take much for her to get it running. Seeing Wraen's grey coat among the foliage, she launched herself at the rabbit. A few barks escaped her muzzle.

The rabbit bolted and Wren began the pursuit. She tried to make it go to where the other wolf was, letting its panic overwhelm its senses and refuse to smell reason. She snapped at its hindquarters a bit but was careful not to overtake it early. The wear from travel was taking a toll on her and she slowed as the rabbit darted toward Wraen. She let it believe it could escape.

What false hope the hunters gave their prey.