stretching new legs

Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate

The hare veered through the snow, panic raging through its small body. Noah dashed after it, his long limbs with heavy paws attached pushing him through the snow with surprising ease. His heart fluttered with exhilaration, but his eyes stayed focused on the hare as it raced away from him. This feeling, this chase, was intoxicating. He felt such pleasure now, running his game down. The snow beneath them had some give to it, some slick spots with a wetness that covered the top. It had grown accustomed to the absence of the sun, and with it bearing down now in the warm(er) season, the hare was slipping.

A flash of black, a flurry of feathers, caught Noah's attention. He had not been expecting the Hale to show up on this hunt, but as he changed the hare's direction Noah let a flash of his excitement surge over the bond. Korbin! He beamed for a moment, though his keen eyes never left the white hare. He pushed with powerful legs towards the creature, swiping a clawed paw in its direction. He felt the pads of his paw connect, but the wetness of the snow proved to aid the hare. It slipped and continued to bound away. Noah swiped again, harder and quicker and higher up on the body. He felt claws sink into flesh and he curled his toes, catching the hare on the hip. It was over now.

Noah quickly stopped his momentum and pulled the creature in, feline jaws opening and searching for the back of the hare's neck, sinking in well and deep. He shut his jaws, hard, and the satisfying snap of vertebrae beneath his teeth made his muscles relax.

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May or may not be totally using this video for thread inspiration: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swiSMSWgbKE

NOAH