♠ when will we learn to control [OPEN]

She had been watching the same hare, and it wasn't hard for her to miss the dark male who stalked forward. Her purple eyes gleamed with mischief as she crouched lower in the bush that held her lightly coloured bodice. Ears laid flat down against her skull, muscles coiled as she prepared to spring. She waited until he got closer until she sprang, leaping on the rabbit and grabbing the still living creature in her jaws. Letting out a squeal she raced away, the hare kicking its powerful hind legs against her chest. She didn't care, she just wanted to steal the strangers meal. She had wandered away from her pack land looking for something to do, and knew that no one could pass up the juicy hare at this time of year. Letting out a wild giggle her elongated tail flew like a banner behind her as she weaved through the lands, biting a bit harder into the live rabbit to quell its attacks on her. With a whimper it stilled, as she pumped her long legs across the snow covered terrain. Glancing over her shoulder she smirked around the rabbit, her head pulling forward just in time to see the tree that magically appeared in front of her. Yelping she dodged to the side, but tripped over her paws, her high speed sending her skidding across the snow. She flinched, but managed to keep her grip on the rabbit. Puffing out a breath of air, she tried to pull herself up before the black dude caught up with her. Womanly curves folded in all sorts of direction, her usually pristine white fur coated in snow.