She laid coiled among the underbrush completely still, much like the snakes she enjoyed eating so much; only difference was the snow covering her back in a camouflage that also hid her scent. She’d been watching these rabbits for hours patiently lying in wait for one to come too close, she watched them scratch at the thin snow to get at the green grass beneath a sure sign the spring was racing towards Moladion. she eyed of them as it hopped closer and closer, her patience were start to wear thin; she swallowed thickly regain her control before she could give herself away, just a few more hops and the rabbit would be right at the tip of her nose. And there it was the moment she waited for, without warning she strikes out; catch the rabbit in her jaws and killing it without hesitation before it has a chance even to flinch. Its hot blood dripping down her throat as the rest of those rabbits scattered, she reveled in her victory for only a moment; before shaking her pelt free of the icy snow and turning quickly and striding away. Returning to a nearby entrance to the grotto, not hesitating to walk right, in allowing the inky darkness to devour her own shadowy form. She was barely visible walking through the dark surroundings; only with the occasional cold light filtering in from the outside dappling upon her form, or the lights reflecting off water and dancing across her pelt made her presence known. Carrying the rabbit deeper and deeper into the abyss, opting to take paths others may deem as too treacherous; until finally making it to her destination a small side cave, which she has claimed as her own. She settled herself among the moss covered rocks with her meal, and began eating.