[Taking down this particular quarry might be harder than he first thinks, for one thing Dawn isn't actually prey she just looks like it since she is so petite, barely 5 foot 3 and has large almost doe like brown eyes.

Those eyes narrow when he suddenly bursts from his cover and instead of running she turns to meet him, snarling and baring her own sharp canine teeth as their bodies connect. He's bigger than her but that doesn't mean much as Dawn is a skilled fighter and she uses his momentum to turn the tables and roll herself on top, pinning him for a second against the ground.]

Wrong move, sweetheart. [She growls, the claws on her hands digging into his arms a little.]