Truly? Nepthys stretched her body out feeling her sister waiting in reserve. She did not wait a moment longer for her sister to say a word, instead she ran digging her claws into the ground. She felt the ground speed backwards beneath her, the trees and world swirling past her as she focused on the stag ahead of her. Gracefully, it turned it's head either sensing her or catching her scent, she did not know or care. Her body was a machine and she could smell the reek of fear that came off of it as it took to it's hooves. It bounded through the tall grasses and darted side to side as though it's measley legs could escape her.
When she was close enough to it that it must almost feel their breath down it's neck, she lunged with a claw and swiped the creature sideways. It swerved and fell to the ground and struggled to get up and move. That's right, run little stag you will not escape.
She let the creature bound ahead for a brief moment before taking to her wings. Grabbing it by the shoulders she soared upwards as far and as fast as she could. When she'd reached about thirty-five feet, she opened her claws and let it fall.
