Hunter

Rasha was pivoted in another direction and was given a new task... Blue fireflies.

Whatever concerns or worries rested on Pestilence's face were lost on Rasha as the small yearling gathered her feet below her, butt wiggled, and launched herself up at one of the weird blue bugs. Her teeth clicked shut and she came back down empty mawed. No bother! She gathered herself again and launched. Click. And again. Click. And again. Click.

Finally, with one firefly diving low and Rasha hauling her tiny body up as high as she could, she snapped one in between her teeth. She only got one wing and the poor bug thrashed about trying to free itself. Rasha squealed as best as she could to get her mother's attention while not letting go of the bug. Maybe if she ate it, she'd glow too...