time is a runaway

Huata nodded and listened to the sounds of the world before her. The crows cawing their high pitched sounds, and the sound of water across the way they had come caught her attention. Where there was water there was bound to be some game to hunt. Her topaz optics scanned the area as she could hear bellowing coming from where the two of them were standing. It was an elderly female, an injured leg showing itself to them since she had appeared to have broken or sprained it. The perfect opportunity for a meal.

"Xae, it is important to go for the old or for the injured, they are a bit easier to catch than the strong, and we need to leave the young for future game to hunt. Even the weak can put up a fight as well, so try to avoid the hooves and never approach the back or the front," Huata would warn as she walked to the side of the bushes, staying low and making sure to avoid fallen leaves, twigs, or stones.

There was shrubbery around her and the lake. She stayed low, and when the deer was not looking, she leaped upon it and snapped her jaws around the deer's windpipe, knocking it down with ease as she kept her jaws around its throat as it soon stopped moving. Her mouth was stained with the deer's blood, a smile on her face as she looked to Xae, a nod for him to come and eat or approach her.