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Vicious was lost. She couldn't smell her way back as there was nothing familiar to latch onto. She had been stalking so her footprint on the land was minimal therefore she couldn't use it to backtrack either. Thick black hackles rose along her back as she bared her fangs and growled low in her throat, like a cat challenging an opponent. She hated being lost. Why was a stupid deer interesting enough that she hadn't noticed where she was going? How far she had gotten? She should have stopped following the damn deer ages ago but once she caught the scent of interesting prey, or something unknown to her, it was over. She would hyper focus.

Her body moved as stealthily as she could through the darkness, a shiver coursing up her spine suddenly for a reason she couldnt quite grasp. She paused to try and pinpoint the source of her sudden unease but couldn't see anything that immediately had her worried, not right away. But the two shadow creatures surrounding her seemed uneasy now as well and that had her even more concerned. Vicious gave a soft warning growl, just in case it wasn't her imagination, and continued to try and find her path back to where she had come from in the first place.

By now it was past dusk, fortunately she could see in the dark just as well as during the day and the night provided better camouflage considering how dark her pelt was. She stalked through the trees, keeping her eyes peeled sharply for whatever it was that haunted nearby, if she was lucky it was a weaker predator on the prowl. Somehow she highly doubted that was the case. Somehow her gut, despite all sense and reason, was telling her to run. Vicious didn't normally feel fear, especially not fear enough to run from seemingly nothing. But the darker it got, the more she wanted to run as fast as her legs could carry her.