Dreambeak
It was late morning, and most creatures were already out and about. However, one silent figure still lurked in the shadows of the trees. There was a Cuniflare standing a few feet away from a clump of trees. As it munched on the grass, a large Garudor burst from the trees, and screeched as it ran at the flaming rabbit. The little thing tried to run away, but the bird was gaining on him, and it wasn't even flying! The bird lifted into the air with a powerful stroke of its wings, and quickly sped ahead, dropping just in front of the rabbit, and snapped at it, but it was already speeding away. The Garudor ran up, and almost got it, but its prey lept into a hole, safe from its talons. It tried to grab the rodent with its beak, but it wouldn't fit into the crack. It stalked off, frustrated. The colossal bird flapped into the air, and glided across the field, looking for other prey. After a few minutes, it spotted something purple flying very low to the ground, and drifted a few feet down to get a better look at what it was.