~Arrelys walked along the pasture with purpose as she looked for something particular, game. The wolf felt restless without hunting or doing exercise of some sort. With the warm weather kicked in, the desire for hunting became stronger. During the winter, most animals became weak. It was the best time to hunt for big prey. The smaller prey such as rodents hid in their dens underground. Now that the season was spring, they were out and she was determined to catch one. The scent of rabbit made the wolf flare her nostrils. Arrelys stopped in her tracks and narrowed her amber eyes. Scanning the grass, she spotted the animal feet away. The cream wolf lowered her body to the ground and began to stalk forward. Her ears were erect while her long, bushy tail faced down to the floor. She watched the rabbit look up in her direction and immediately froze. A large bird swopped above her head and flew straight pass the rabbit. Frightened, the rabbit fled away. The she wolf followed the rabbit across the grassy terrain. Knowing that the small animal could run for a relatively long time, she decided to keep pace with it until it tired out. Her eyes remained focused on the prey as she moved effortlessly. The quick breaths of the fae was followed by the light pounding of her paws hitting the floor. The fresh air pushed her mane back as she continued the chase. Then it happened. The rabbit tripped over a stick almost hidden. Seeing her opportunity, she accelerated for the kill. With one bite to the neck, the rabbit fell limp in her jaws. She was unaware of the gray wolf nearby. ~

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