Hunter

While their mother seemed unsure, Rasha just rolled her eyes. Mom was a grown up, obviously she could hunt, she just didn't WANT to. She said she assumed hunting would be better at dawn of dusk, but Rasha already KNEW that.... Maybe.

Still, her mother encouraged them to show her what they had and Rasha settled into what they assumed was a good sneaky stance. She crouched, tail in the air, and made a big show of shuffling around while her eyes remained fixed on the rabbit. "Well it's not glowing anymore. If it stops glowing can I hunt it then?"

They glanced back to her mother for a moment, then back to the rabbit as if to show it wasn't glowing anymore. But it was. But then it wasn't. Rasha looked to her mother, trying to see if Pestilence was seeing what she was seeing.