Keen gaze on the predators-- they're no different than the prey. Herding instincts kicking in and hitting overdrive, keen and bright. Jael keeps the large man in her periphery, carefully dialed in. He's far larger, takes up more space, moves differently than the vermin that try to circle. The hock of the first coyote in her mouth, she sinks her weight back, yanks. Coyote yelping and squirming in her jaws, it's the only opening she needs.
Claws digging in hard against the soft earth, forcing herself forward. Practiced, fluid movements, as she goes right for the creature's neck. The perfect application of torque, of force, and-- there it went. Crumpled and limp, neck broken. Jael moves onto the second creature that had been on the flank, expression fierce and burning.
With a snarl, she drives the thing back. This-- this is fun. A real cat and mouse game for the girl as she drives it purposefully through the roots. Allowing it to scramble, just a bit more and... ah. This coyote, too, stumbled. Jael leaps upon the beast, vicious. Her attention locked into the thing as it retaliates.
The predator's teeth find purchase at the spot her foreleg meets the rest of her body, and Jael yelps. Recoiling, but not letting up. Fuckers, they'd all pay for it. A yelp of her own, but Jael is relentless.
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