DOTW : The giftThe mud covered her light coat, blood was slowly dripping from her jaws that held a pretty fat rabbit. Small puffs of white smoke disappeared in thin air, before new ones were created to the rhythm of her slow breathing. Dark nose tasted the air searching for that familiar scent of mint, but it was nowhere to be found. Turning around, the silver coated female left the place where she have just hunted down and cached the rabbit, killing it quickly to not prolong its fear or pain. The meat tasted better when the fear didn’t have time to spread through entire body and linger there for a while. The quicker kill, the better taste. Today of all days the baroness didn’t want any nasty aftertastes in this little meal. While the prey in Vektren was not known for being the best, it was definitely a good sign that this nice, juicy rabbit appeared from nowhere. Xibalten must have seen her intentions long before her paws silenced themselves to allow her track down something nice to eat.