How could she have forgotten about food? It seemed traveling was engraved into her mind. Her jaws part as she sniffs around, feeling the saliva collect as she does so. Her hackles rise up as the scent of rabbit flushes through her nostrils. With excitement beginning to trickle through her veins, her ears begin to swivel. Her posture slumps as she creeps about, attempting to locate the rabbit in which she scented only moments ago.
She almost released a sigh after about ten minutes, but such was stifled when she stumbled upon the burrows. Slinking closer, her golden eyes flicker with curiosity as her nostrils take in the rabbits' scents. Now she would have to wait. There was the possibility that she could drive the rabbits out on her own, but such would be too risky and confusing. Her teeth grind together as she prepares to wait quite awhile. Patience came naturally to her... waiting would not be an issue. She was just starving. It was late afternoon, and there was sure to be activity soon. Her mind races as she waits. She grows anxious, but she knows better than to move a muscle.