What's This?

Rabbits huh? "Sounds like a plan to me." The male would reply, flicking his ears forward. He would take in a deep breath, scenting the air. There was a faint scent of their prey in the air, and judging by how scent grew slightly stronger as they moved on they were definitely heading in the right direction. The brute would grin, slipping ahead of his mate and giving some distance between them. They would work together -- making sure that their prey wouldn't escape. The brute would drop to a stalking position, aware of the sun on their backs, yet the breeze, now warmer that he wasn't in the shade of the rock wall, tugging at his fur. His purple eyes would narrow as he focused, tail moving out directly behind him for balance. Then, up ahead, he would make out the form of their prey. He would give a soft blow of air through his nose, enough to get his mate's attention, before circling a bit more to the outside. There was no way this rabbit was going to escape them.