M-Changing for the better
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Kohaku breathed in the scent, locating the canine with ease. The poor male wouldn't have a clue what hit him. She followed along, making sure to pause and keep his scent in mind, wanting Kohaku to know how she was doing this and manage to do it on his own. Her path over the worn ground, small flecks of grass poking through the scarred landscape was made difficult to track. You must never let your prey be aware of the fact that they are being hunted. Amy's voice was low, little more than a whisper made for his ears. Finding the killer of the poor canine they were following would be difficult if done properly.

The campsite came into view. It was a hybrid with a messy coat, patches of yellow and brown intermingling over his body. He was just relaxing, whistling as he walked through. There was almost no coverage over this distance, just a few scraggly trees and a couple wooden buildings that were half collapsed. They rarely expect to be hunted, but you must act as if they do. If you lose the surprise, they will run. Of course, it can be fun to chase after them, but I need to make sure you can do this on your own first. She smiled happily down at Kohaku, enjoying the hunt and the company of the pup she'd raised.

Straightening Amy looked the male over again. Try to keep him from seeing you, but don't act conspicuous. Move forwards with as much confidence as you can muster. If he runs, go for his legs, and tear them out. If he doesn't attempt to run, you can hit his stomach, and try to tear out his guts from there. He will fight back, but don't let it distract you. Deflect his blows as you can and keep hitting. Taking a deep breath Amy's tail wagged. I'll be behind you, but this is your hunt. Good luck.


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