The rabbit was in a clearing, just out of the blueish wolf's reach.
He had been following it for hours, now, and it was finally starting to settle. He knew that he could not move just yet, though; it would not be wise to startle it now. Not after he had tracked it this far.
His muscular form was in quite the top shape; after all, as an alpha male, he had to be. He was the main hunter, as the alpha. He also needed to be in top form in case of any unwanted competition.
Okay, it was easy to avoid unwanted competition when you were the only one in the pack.
Lithônion didn't mind that he was the only one in the pack. In fact, he preferred it. He didn't like it when there were females involved; they all tried to be the one that was the alpha female. He'd had a mate before...
No, Lith... he told himself. Focus on the rabbit. Not on her.
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