Summer Rabbit

If there was one thing that Mira hated, it was the damn wind. It made a mild day into something bitterly cold, and here in the North that was the opposite of necessary. Rather, it was downright annoying. However, when she gazed upon this great forest, full of trees that were taller than she could have ever imagined... it was worth it. Completely worth it. It was so beautiful, too; the trunks were a glorious red hue when hit by the sun. And when they weren't, they were a typical brown... but still beautiful, for even the width of the trunks were several times longer then she.

Her thoughts fragmented as she heard sound, and she whipped her head around to see a wolf coming around the side of a trunk, completely occupied by... two rabbits that she had failed to notice. She moved to help - and perhaps score an easy meal - but the stranger already brought them down, and she cursed silently at herself for being too focused on damn trees. Even if the trees were gigantic and pretty. She wasn't an airhead; she shouldn't have been distracted easily. No matter.. she'd just approach the male.

Eyes glittering, she scuffed the ground, warning the male of her approach. A smile crossed her maw, and she stopped a few feet away. She nodded to the rabbits, murmuring, "Nice catch, there. Good skill in getting both of them, with them so plump as well."

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