It was interesting to see her scenting the area, as she seemed like she'd picked up a hunting trick or two. Having known her for some time, he knew bloodshed was not exactly her forte - and yet he knew that even she had to know some basics of hunting if she wanted to feed herself from time to time. It wasn't always convenient to wait for a hunting party to return with enough food to feed the pack - nor was it practical. She would whisper a single word, and his head would snap in the direction of her focus. There, among the grasses, was the head of a rabbit - just creeping out of it's home. She would dart to the right, and he would move left to flank her - ready to receive the rabbit should it come his way. Jaws were primed and agape as he positioned himself in line with the flighty creature, a few yards away and unseen behind a bush. It was likely the little thing would run to the bush for safety, only to find the Ambassador's waiting jaws. It would move toward him in one swift motion, bounding furtively to escape the grayish woman chasing it. He would remain still as a statue until it was close enough - then his head would delve into the depths of the bush, snapping shut on the wriggling bodice of the creature. As his jaws closed like a vice he would hold fast for a moment before recoiling - bringing the hare with him in tightly locked jaws. However, upon this movement he would find himself under attack, as vicious thorns from the bush delved into the tender skin of his muzzle, leaving streaks of blood and shallow cuts in their wake. Oblivious to the danger, he would yelp out in pain and release the hare onto the earth, wrenching the thorns and thistles free from his hide. "Ouch," he would mumble under his breath. Pained and bloody from the hare and his own injuries. Three thin lacerations ran length-wise along the bridge of his nose, separated by half an inch or so. Blood dribbled from the area, bubbling up to the surface and causing a throbbing sensation. He shook his head, wrinkling his nose much to his own dismay.
"Speech"
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