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She continued along the path, letting Aly keep up with her or not. Adelle was following this prey, and she wasn't about to let it go. She loved the small hybrid's company, but right now her mind was focused on the hunt, and her friend came in second. It wasn't long before there was a tap on her shoulder. Adelle stilled, her eyes remaining focused on the trail before her. Every muscle in her body was tensed, screaming for her to keep going. She could taste the deer in her mouth, waiting to pull it down.
Nodding her head Adelle grinned, canines flashing in the light. She could handle this. She could handle all of it. She was ready for it. As soon as Aly was done spoking Adelle met her eyes, icy blue burning with the heat of the hunt. She slipped down the trail, disappearing from sight as she moved as quickly as her large form was able to. Her paws thundered down the path, softened as much as she could before the deer came into view, clearly nervous. The wound had been fresh after all. Her eyes shot over, noting the partial flank wound. Someone had done a poor job.