Beta was about to try again once it had gotten its balance back, but before it could even take a step, it felt something slam down on its muscles. Not something physical, but some kind of magical force locking all of its limbs down in place. It tried to struggle and break free from it, but it couldn't move an inch.
It blinked. Damn, if it had this kinda magic, it'd be easy as hell to capture people. But it doubted it was easy at all to perform. And as it stared down at the little cat it chuckled. Of course it would be a cat. Beta wasn't exactly sure how it felt about cats, to be honest. Most of its siblings were part cat, but it had never liked its stone giver. She was so serious and pretentious and just. Kind of a jerk. It hadn't exactly been sad to hear that she'd failed in the Trials - she wasn't worthy. Of course, that had tarnished its own reputation...
But that was besides the point. Maybe this was a good thing! It could report back to Master Vargas about the strength and power of this little cat that's smaller even then Palefur! It chuckled a bit at that and stared at her.
She trailed her paw over the ground in front of her absently.
At the question, she blinked slowly, a bit surprised.
It was relieved when the grip of magic disappeared from around its body and quickly relaxed, sitting back, with no intentions of trying to escape or fight this cat. The aggression had settled, after all, and it wasn't like it was going to surprise her by attacking again. Besides, what if she decided to be less merciless next time and just blow it up? That would suck.
Her suggestion to just...ask actually took it a bit by surprise.
Its tail switched behind it and it did its best smug smile.
When it was ready, though, and told her to run, her ears went up.
Beta watched as the cat scampered off, sitting and waiting for a moment to give her a headstart. Didn't want to make this too easy, after all. Once she'd disappeared over the bonepiles, it counted down from ten before rising back to its feet and following at a moderate pace. It checked the air, following her scent path, occasionally seeing little pawsteps on the ground or in places where it was muddy. It was a bit difficult to track through Canis, with so many obstacles and such a strange smell, but it managed to keep on trail, following her scent persistently.
Beta was getting a little tired of just chasing like this. It wanted to hunt but there was just so little cover here. It knew that she could see it sometimes, as she went over the taller hills. It needed to convince her that she was winning. So it darkened the area around it as it kept moving, not caring too much if it fell behind, but now, if she looked back, all she would see is a shadow.
She changed directions and hopped down, moving more towards the center of canis, off of her trail, until she found a little dip in the ground that she quickly slipped into and curled up beneath a pile of bones and rock. It would be very hard to see her in there, black pelt rendered invisible by the shadows of the cave.
It needed to pick the trail up again now that it had fallen behind. It could no longer see her occasionally ahead, so it opened its senses again to try and stick to her trail, which would hopefully lead it to her. If she'd just diverted her path, then it would follow. If she'd gone to hide, then it would flush her out.
The scent was easy to find. Beta was getting used to the stale air of Canis and was able to distinguish the cat's scent from the many other smells in the air, following it along the trail until it diverted. Narrowing its eyes, it turned and trotted after her.