Dos puffed herself up with pride that someone else had seen her epic catch. She put her dark paw on the creature's body with pride, her twin tails wagging happily and curled lightly over her back. She tilted her head, large ears flopping curiously to the side - skin the rabbit? She hadn't even considered that when she hunted the creature - usually she'd just eat what she caught as it was, or gave to someone else who did. She had planned to ask him about it, only to release a quick 'eep!' when the sharp, edged spine launched itself from his back. The vixen stared wide-eyed and for a brief moment, startled before the mildly bristled fur smoothed itself back down in the face of her curiosity. "Yeah!" Dos chirped at him, happily accepting the spike. She stared at the rabbit for a moment before looking up at the wolf. "…how do I skin it?" Did she just… try to cut the skin off? She stabbed the rabbit lightly, trying to catch the coarse fur of the prey with the edge of the spike. Her movements were kinda jerky - she couldn't possibly be doing this right. --- Speech. |
Flowery Fields
A large meadow grassland surrounded by forests. Rolling hills are covered most of the year in tall grasses and flowers of every color. Large herds of buffalo can be found migrating most of the year.
In Between the Flower Stems