The meat is tender and fresh, she had caught her prize only this morning. The blood still slightly warm as it flowed into her mouth as her powerful jaws crunch tiny bones. Such a delicate thing, it had been as beautiful in flight as it was now laid before them. She can still feel the rush of wind past her small ears as her muscles gathered beneath her slender frame, one powerful leap which was perfectly executed all it took to bring it down. Delicate pretty things were not made to last, which is why she had forged herself into steel and not become the simpering girl her family would have had her be. She sits back on her haunches, her chest puffing out proudly at her alpha’s compliment which made the meat in her mouth all the sweeter. Her sharp blue eyes met his squarely as he looked to her, showing her appreciation in a glance. She was not one who lived off compliments, she knew her own strength and prowess, but she would not overlook such a rare occurrence.

Patiently she watches as he carries his remaining portion of the bird into his den, the corners of her lips tugging up almost immeasurably as he invites her to do the same. She paces forward as silent as her lips would ever be snagging her portion of the kill before placing it beside his. For no more than a moment she allows her eyes to glance around his den, a private place and for a moment she wonders how many others have seen it. Retracting herself she turns back to Eden weighing his offer. He was an intriguing man, one whom she knew little about other than he was capable of much, and as with her there was more to him than meets the eye. She nods once, intrigued at the offer to learn perhaps a bit more about him if only through his actions as with hers.

On light feet she takes off after him, her slight frame built more for running than what life she had chosen for herself. Her small feet practically dance over the sandy terrain as they turn north. Blue fire dances in her crystalline gaze as she begins to notice the challenge in his. A dark smile twists her lips as she follows in his game, weaving here and there as she dodged a branch. Stamina was important for her training, to keep herself ready for action no matter the occasion. For a moment she dares to push in front of him, leaping a large rock in a single, graceful bound before skirting the roots of a large tree just on the other side before pushing herself forward a bit faster than before. Her pink tongue lolled from her mouth, stark contrast to her dark coat as one ear of hers flicks backwards to listen if he still kept up pleased that he would let her challenge him so.