between the lines of fear and blame
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With a swift movement the woman was able to bring down the rabbit with easy. It had all gone by so fast and she hardly remembered it, but it felt good. She had not hunted in... well, a long time. Being on land was so strange now, but it felt so right. Her tail wagged back and forth as she poked the carcass with her nose, red eyes flashing with interest. She had expected to be horrible now that she was getting back to everything and everything was normal. Waking up next to her mate and having her kids there, it was all so perfect. But, she still did not have time to sit down with either of them and she had set out to find whichever she came upon first.


Breakfast was of course due first.


She picked the rabbit up easily in her jaws, tossing it in the air it landed easily back in her jaws, in a more comfortable position this time. The red and creme woman set off in the direction she thought the scent was coming from, but she quickly lost the scent for some odd reason. Probably the scent of blood screaming in front of her face. Her tail was still wagging back and forth as she traveled down towards the beach, deciding to wander by there for a few moments. It had been the thing to drag her away from her home and she was slightly hesitant about going near it. The red woman stared out at the ocean a slight shiver going down her back. She watched, waited for it to just take her back in again somehow. She dared not go any closer and instead sat with the rabbit at her feet on the edge of the sand.

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