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Syhlo stomped angrily, how could she! how could she let him slip right through her claws. She felt the frustration as she looked down at where she had trapped him, yet he had managed to get away. She felt her blood boiling and the pounding in her ears. Slowly she felt her temper start to build and she knew she was ready for a fight. Her lips pulled back and her teeth were fully visible in a viscous snarl. She let out a roar of pure anger that seemed to echo for ages.
She had been hunting him for hours and thought she had him. But in the split of a second her meal walked free, just gracing the edge of her claws. She would not eat tonight and already hunger was gripping her. The area had been scarce for food lately and she knew it would be a while before she found something else to hunt. She decided to turn and find a place to rest, yet sleep would not come to her...not tonight.
She found a nice tree with a soft patch to lay on under neath, she made her way there. As she approached she let out a fury of claws and slashed at the trees trunk before slumping down and resting her head in her paws. She felt her tail twitch from side to side, she was annoyed.