OOC All welcome! Let's not kill it though. 
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The hunt was on.
The slender, petite femme dashed through the woods in her Lupus form, nothing but a white blur among the trees. She zig-zagged through the brush, her paws hardly whispering as she sped over dry leaves and broken foliage. When an obstacle stood in her way she took to the air, soaring over whatever lay in her path with one great, fluid leap. Those deep, liquid gold eyes focused on the landscape, watching for every bump on the trail. If anything would take her down it certainly wouldn’t be a misstep.
Her pink tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth and her breath came in and out in short, quick puffs, cooling her down and fueling her muscles as she raced along. There was a heavy scent in the air; that of fresh leather, hay, and dung that even Orin’s dulled nose could sense, and she didn’t want to miss this opportunity to provide for her pack. She followed the trail best she could, and judging by the strengthening odor, the thing didn’t know she was there yet, it wasn’t moving away from her.
She was almost astonished when she realized that the animal hadn’t detected her and tried to flee yet. Normally the deer in this forest were much more keen. But… it wasn’t in the forest… Orin was confused when she burst out of the brush into an open steppe. She stopped abruptly, four paws digging deep grooves in the ground.
“Unh?” she uttered wordlessly in confusion, staring at the sight before her. Off in the distance, totally unconcerned with her grandiose entrance, stood a single bovine, but this wasn’t any prey Orin was used to seeing around here. It loafed in the center of the prairie, loitering beneath a fat-leafed tree and constantly chewing… chewing… chewing…
She cocked her head and scrunched her muzzle. What the heck is it? Whatever it was, it was big, and there was no way she was taking this one down alone – not even with the element of surprise. Another glance proffered no one else in the area, so she pranced into the field. Orin dropped to the ground when the creature turned its massive head and looked at her with black-marble eyes, but her efforts were all in vain, for her white pelt stood out in stark contrast with the emerald prairie. They were frozen like that for a few moments until the animal’s jaw began grinding again, chewing on its invisible food.
“Psst,” she hissed at it, and it didn’t even have the decency to blink. Orin stood up and barked, “hey! Shoo!” The animal showed no fear. Frustrated, Orin harrumphed and trotted up to it. “Hey! It’s the big bad wolf! Oooh, scarrry… Don’t you know you’re supposed to run?”
As if to oblige, the animal sidestepped before lowering its head and devouring a daisy. “Hey!” Orin barked again, and the animal’s great head came back up and it let out an obnoxious noise. ‘Mooooo!!’
Orin started, her hackles and tail puffing out as she backpedaled. A forepaw caught a hind and she fell backwards, toppling end over end. The creature only regarded her with indifference, so she stuck out her tongue. “That wasn’t very nice.”
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