[She bumps against something she isn't expecting, and though she doesn't have the capacity to fully comprehend just what's blocking her way, something looks down to see. It follows back to the one she'd been following, and he's moving it again. When she reaches for it, there's the very dim realization that it was his arm. Why had he done that? Being stumped by all this is what keeps her from going forward, not any actual compliance, and slowly she's moving to grab at him in some sort of petty, bumbling payback when there's a very fast thing going by and making her whip her head forward again.
There's a smell, now. It's not right, it's not what she needs, but it's far better than what she has. Something rushes inside herself, pushing some other, meeker something down in the process. All she feels is that fierce, fierce hunger. Following her nose, it isn't hard to find the rabbit that she wouldn't have paid much attention to otherwise, it's impact too small and soft to pique her interest. Now that it isn't moving, she sees it so clearly. She feels it, and she feels a snarl rip up through her sore throat as she launches herself at it so she can feel the soothing warmth it was trying to waste on the ground.
It's strange. There's something... She thinks this isn't the first time she's held a rabbit so closely, maybe. Familiar, but twisted and too far away to make out, especially in this haze demanding she d̷͏̷̳̹̼̻͎̞̹̬̺̪̼e̷̡̧͓̞͓̦̱̳̻̥͎͇̭̩͇̕v͏҉̻̦̠̟͜͝o̶̷̧̺̪̙͎͙͔̕u̵̵̧̝̝͍̭̼̞̟̭̲̘̯͎̩̣͝r̨̢̧̛̦͓̻̬͙̭̖̮̘̩̗̹͍͇̖̭̦̺̯͞.]
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There's a smell, now. It's not right, it's not what she needs, but it's far better than what she has. Something rushes inside herself, pushing some other, meeker something down in the process. All she feels is that fierce, fierce hunger. Following her nose, it isn't hard to find the rabbit that she wouldn't have paid much attention to otherwise, it's impact too small and soft to pique her interest. Now that it isn't moving, she sees it so clearly. She feels it, and she feels a snarl rip up through her sore throat as she launches herself at it so she can feel the soothing warmth it was trying to waste on the ground.
It's strange. There's something... She thinks this isn't the first time she's held a rabbit so closely, maybe. Familiar, but twisted and too far away to make out, especially in this haze demanding she d̷͏̷̳̹̼̻͎̞̹̬̺̪̼e̷̡̧͓̞͓̦̱̳̻̥͎͇̭̩͇̕v͏҉̻̦̠̟͜͝o̶̷̧̺̪̙͎͙͔̕u̵̵̧̝̝͍̭̼̞̟̭̲̘̯͎̩̣͝r̨̢̧̛̦͓̻̬͙̭̖̮̘̩̗̹͍͇̖̭̦̺̯͞.]