The boss kept her eyes closed, her focus stretched outward into her skill's range, her mind catching every faint detail that brushed against her senses.
She could hear the rustle of leaves being disturbed from their branches and the subtle cracking of sticks snapping under pressure.
All of those details were from the alpha.
Yet, none of it were as sharp or dangerous as the presence she felt most clearly — the concentrated murderous intent radiating from the alpha.
Her hooves stomped against the ground with a sudden force, her stance tightening and her body bracing for impact.
She knew the strike was coming, her instincts screamed it at her, but she could not locate the exact position.
The alpha had remained outside her range, waiting, circling, keeping himself just beyond her detection.
She was aware that at any second he would break through, and when he did, she needed to be ready to react.
And then, it happened.
