To say that we agree and then never change

As Aniya walked, she was alert of one thing; she was hungry. Starving to death. Pangs of hunger went through her. Desperate for food, she made her way towards the sound of water. Surely there could be something here. As she moved closer, there was the sound of something running away from her. Aniya stopped, turning her head to where the creature's scent seemed to be. A rabbit, maybe? Her stomach growled, and the female shook her head before charging at where the rabbit seemed to be, her silver tipped toes brushing against the ground until she stumbled and fell.

A surprised yelp escaped her as she felt the ground against her side, the air knocked out of her lungs. After a few minutes of trying to catch her breath, she rose to her paws, sitting down with a small wince. After that fall, her side was still sore.

Stupid rabbit.