( she got me weak / rabbit )

[Simon F.M.]

AND YOU'VE COME SO FAR, DON'T GIVE UP NOW
YOU GOTTA KEEP GOING, KEEP YOUR WITS ABOUT YOU

Diya is often times a quiet walker, a silent stalker moving swiftly but with little noise. She had been stalking a rabbit, a decent sized thing that she had deemed fitting for her children. Alex hadn't been eating right recently and she hopped she could figure out something with the rabbit. She had a hunch but it was to soon to predict.

Those plans came to a pause as she slowly crept out of the underbrush, preparing to pounce, when the sudden speech and appearance of Emil brought her to a pause. She looked from him to the rabbit, and then back to him. A pet, then? She moved out of her hunter's crouch slowly, shifting into something more comfortable. She wouldn't intercept, though the feline would throw a confused look at the bear before her.

— Reggan