Her paws thudded hard across the grass as she pushed off with each step moving herself forward with such speed. She felt herself cut through the wind, her preys scent close in front of her. She had spotted it earlier and given chase without any hesitation. As it darted left she felt her body fluidly move in the same direction and with one final judgement she reached for the kill. In a split second she felt her teeth close in around the soft fur and snap down with such force that went through with a snap. Her body came to a stop as she pulled back and finished it off. She felt the warm taste and smell of blood fill her mouth and nose and she felt satisfaction. She had always been an incredible hunter and once again her belly would be full tonight. She lifted her head and carried her prey with her over to a nearby rock where she put it down and began to carefully eat at it. Carefully she preserved the pelt, she liked to keep them. Along with other parts like teeth, claws or bones. She in particular loved pelts and tails for their unique coats and coloring.