Laugh it Up

Mæva dodged swiftly to the side, twisting around as her fangs sliced into the hyena's side, causing lacerations but failing to get a hold as she had no intention on holding one of those nasty things so close to her. It yelped then when down hard as Resin slammed into it. Keeping low Mæva stuck to patchier ground, hoping her markings would help her blend in more with areas that were a mix of snow and dirt.

She felt guilty for leaving the other two to fight but she knew she'd likely just be in the way. Scrambling to the edge of a stream she swiftly crossed, then hid in a patch of dried, dead reeds, peeping out to see if Resin and the guy were coming.