A/N: More Natgeo hunting before the Snowflake. Warning provided!
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The scent hit me - that musky, earthy smell of rabbit warren. My hybrid form froze mid-stride, and raised my nose as Vrika's hunting instincts surged to the forefront. Honing in on the direction.
> Lucked out, didn't we? I was starting to think I'd eat jerky for breakfast. <
I shifted to wolf form while letting Vrika take greater control to approach the warren. While I of course, as a beast, know how to hunt as a fox… this required the wolf's instincts for its bigger form to pull off.
Can't just dive into the hole after it, now can I? We crouched low, following the scent trail one of them had left through dense undergrowth. To where the burrows were cleverly concealed beneath an old fallen tree.
