Her hooves leave drags in the dirt as she churns it up. Kicking the dirt in a cloud as she skids to a hault when her pray is out of her grasp with a deafening, shuddering bellow of irritation.

Not that she looses him, the second he reappears, she turns on a dime, shifting her weight on her back leg, striking in another heavy rear and toss of her head, as her body distends when she rolls forward. Walking on two straight legs wasn't a skill she had anymore - and she is better when she bends lower, moves her center of gravity to gain speed and traction.

Driving forward, harder this time, and her body shudders as bones breakthrough skin, extend out of her body like teeth through her flesh. Blood tipped as she hoves in between forms.