Ravensblood Forest Hot-blooded

The ebon girl grinned slyly at her father — her dark pelt was something she loved about herself. She was much more different-looking than her siblings. She trailed after him as he led the way out of the tunnels, listening intently to his instructions.

She lifted her nose to the air, scenting it curiously. She could smell mostly her family, and water... there were some sort of birds nearby, but no rabbit. Huffing, Violante took the lead, scenting both the air and ground as she went, drifting northeast.

Still, she could not smell any rabbits. Growling, she whirled about, and it was then that she spotted a squirrel. The girl crept closer.