I swung my form around following the hare around its tight corners as best as I could. I am finding myself more easily keeping up with it, but I do not yet really know that it is where I excel. I follow it and soon nature takes over and the hare begins to pull away from me. I try my hardest to keep up on my immature limbs and then I see the brown and black form of my mentor passing me by as I try to keep up it. He cuts it off and I stop for a moment bewildered as Maddox claims that it is coming up towards me. It spot it running in my direction now and I wait for it this time. It will come to me no more running. Yes!

I wait, my golden form standing still and shifting about slightly I don’t think it sees me in its desperation to get away from Maddox. I didn’t even know there was a third party in our midst now. I wait for it I was getting ready to pounce suddenly popping around the corner then all I see is a blast of white and red. My thoughts immediately turn to grandmother as the pelt is almost identical to her own. I run up excited thinking this for a moment when I notice several things very not like my grandmother and stare confused and stunned.

I don’t move just stare at her perplexed watching as my prey dangles from her mouth. I didn’t get to catch it. My face falls and a frown sets my visage. ”My bunny.” I say lip quivering, I had failed. She had caught my hare not me, I had failed my very first hunt. My entire form shrinks in sadness looking around trying to find Maddox backing away from the fem that looked so much like my mother. I was curious, was she an angel too? I stopped staring at her for a moment quizzical wishing to hear her voice but also wondering where mister Maddox had gone.

”Hello?” I don’t know who she is I am nervous but still curious my tail gives a few waves and I go a little closer to her she doesn’t smell like home, but not all angels lived in Diveen I knew I had family elsewhere. I wanted the bunny but she got it fair and square I didn’t even get a chance to kill it myself. Maybe Maddox and I could find another bunny, I didn’t want to take it, it wasn’t mine anymore, but I still was hoping maybe my possibly family member would help me learn to hunt too.