Chapter 65: The shattering of control

Malakai felt the scene change again, his paws pounding on the ground in a grassy plain. The sun beat down on his back, warming his fur as he chased after a herd of rabbits.

They were fast, their little legs moving quickly as they darted across the plain. But Malakai was faster, his paws pounding the ground in a rhythmic motion as he gained on them.

As he chased, he noticed that the rabbits were larger than any he had seen before. They were the size of a juvenile wolf, some even bigger. Their fur was a soft, fluffy gray, and their big brown eyes seemed to gleam with fear as they ran.

Malakai's senses were on high alert as he chased after the rabbits. He could smell their musky scent, and hear their terrified squeaks as they ran. His mouth watered in anticipation of the catch, and his tail twitched with excitement.