Eye of the tiger

She had been stalking a groundhog when the howl came for her, ears perking up at the sound of it. Valentine was calling? Her heart pounded in her chest quickly, but there was no urgency in it. Ah, good. She just hoped that she hadn't done something wrong. Eying her prey, she knew that she was close enough to just catch it. Maybe Valentine would appreciate the little snack. So she pounced, killing it quickly and taking it with her. She wasn't too far away from the border of the range, so it only took her a few minutes to trot up to him. Dropping the still warm prey at his paws, she sat in front of him and looked up, a small smile on her face. Elongated white tail curled around her flank as she licked the blood from her chops. "Here, Mister Alpha man," she teased softly, although there was actual respect in her tone as she dipped her head. "Anything I can do for you?" Mercy was more than eager to please, and if there was a fight in mind, she wouldn't say no to that. The last fight she had been in was a maim with that little boy at the death match, and that had seemed to go okay. Plus, he didn't hold her back.