your beat's too obvious

Slowly, the rest of the hunting party would make their way to Iscariot, readying themselves for the hunt to come. Azoula, being ever observant and quiet, waited for their party leader to give the green light. It didn’t surprise her one bit that Riot was filled with anticipation and bloodlust, tossing her head back and racing towards their prey, leaving the rest of them behind. A smirk spread across the tigress’ lips, claws unsheathing and gripping the soil, as she is overwhelmed by predatory instinct.

Riot races in, the herd panics, and she starts herding their target towards the awaiting jaws of their hunting party. Chaos ensues, Aresenn lunges forward to help and Azoula is right behind him. Sprinting after him, Azoula closes the distance between herself and their prey, lunging into the beast’s back when the moment was right. Using her hooked claws, she anchors herself onto its back, using her weight to help slow it down. Her jaws splay, and she grabs onto its right ear.

"Azoula Davati"