hamsterpranks

   She ran through the forest, skipping easily across the thick and uneven ground. Everything that would have normally pricked at her senses - the movement of the trees; the call of the wild birds; the slither of the smaller reptiles through brush and growth; the vibrations through the ground of much larger beasts, however distant; the different smells of everything around her - all of that vanished. All of it was ignored; her every sense focused only on one thing. The hunt.   She pushed herself forwards, increasing her speed even further. Even as she ran, the bones in her body continued to realign against the straight contour of her back,