Sun Mote Copse glitter and gold

Today, Nyssa was finding herself in a rather energetic mood. Maybe it was the crisp winter air. Or perhaps it was the promise that spring was right around the corner.

Either way, her spirits were as high as her energy.

It had paid off in the form of success in catching herself a meal. Dark jaws snapped around the plush, white furred neck of a snowshoe hare that had been caught off it's guard. Bristling and proud of her accomplishment, she raised her head, the body still in her jaws, when she heard Meerkat's voice.

Her ears pricked forward a little more. Her amber eyes glimmering a little brighter, just at the sound of hearing her. She was deeply fond of Meerkat already. It was with little surprise, that in a flash, she was racing across the snow covered ground. A dark form bolting and weaving through the scattered trees, emerging to greet Meerkat in a ball of energy.