She poised for a moment, then sprang for the dancing rabbit.

She, too, soared high, but not so high as the quarry, and her teeth clipped emptily together with a metallic snap.

She made another leap, and another.
Her mate had slowly relaxed from his crouch and was watching her.

He now evinced displeasure at her repeated failures, and himself made a mighty spring upward.

His teeth closed upon the rabbit, and he bore it back to earth with him.