Morningside Cuesta Unsteady

Wildfire seemed to have a handle on the situation, and so Magpie only stood by as an observer and coach— but the yearling's form had improved greatly since the last time they had hunted together, and she found nothing to correct. She merely grinned as the fiery youth loped toward her with the rabbit hanging loosely from her jaws, then nudged her shoulder affectionately with her snout. A celebratory, wolfish fist-bump.

She saw no reason to insult her niece by refusing her offering, and so tore off a few mouthfuls before nudging the corpse back toward its killer. With full bellies, they would go their separate ways— though not before Magpie casually mentioned her current whereabouts.