The man was not hungry, but because of his general limits that made him unable to do what he wanted, he had realized that there were other ways to release some of that uncomfortable pressure that too quickly seemed to build up lately. He was getting worse. His eyes were glued to the rabbit, an intense hunger in his eyes. Not the usual kind of hunger, that was. He lowered his stance very slowly, tensing his muscles. The animal seemed pathetically oblivious to the predator that was so close. Slowly, he took a step forwards. Jaws parted slightly to let his tongue taste the air, preparing to drown in the delicious taste of blood. Lillith had triggered a wicked desire in him. He had realized that it helped when he had no other way of lighten himself up. Excitement flooded through him. Then it stopped.
As his eyes never left the rabbit, he sensed that another set of eyes had found the scene. Found him. He drew a soundless breath through his nostrils, but was left with nothing. His body had not reacted to the realization that he was not alone, and so continued on. The male went for the kill, but made the mistake of making a sound straight before his fangs lashed out for the creature, and once aware of the large predator right behind it, the rabbit fled. Haku did not follow. Instead he lifted his head and looked around, and she was not hard to find. The way he had lost to the smaller prey had seemed perfectly natural, and his paws shifted, to face the woman properly. He knew who this woman was, but they had never formally met.
His brilliant blue reached out to find a similar eye colour. He’d rather not want witnesses to what he had wanted to do. He should not hunt in Dahlia de Mai, the lands were too packed with wolves. He waited for the other wolf to do a first potential move.