Chasing tail

Enyo's nostrils flared as the familiar scent of Flare reached her just as she was honing in on the whitetail deer. Her muscles tensed, ready for the chase, but at the sound of his approach, she allowed herself a moment to glance his way. His presence wasn't entirely unwelcome, though she'd been close to claiming her prey.

Her eye slid to meet his as he greeted her. "Flare," she acknowledged, voice low and laced with her usual intensity. "Here to steal my kill, or just admiring the view?"

Though she spoke with a joking edge, her body remained poised, focused on the deer. Yet the momentary pause held a hint of curiosity, something unspoken between them as she waited to see if he would join her in the hunt.

"SPEECH"