Dragoncrest Cliffs my salvation lies in your love

Her swarthy mother joins her, curling her massive haunches beneath her and settling her dark form down upon the loam. Blixen noses her as she pulls away, and her attention is immediately diverted toward the carcass. It is nearly stripped, but there are still choice pieces of meat stuck fast to the bones—the scent of it makes her salivate. Blixen licks her lips and falls upon the rabbit with a soft noise of joy. She grinds her tiny milk teeth against the tough meat, and shears off a small, mangled bit of muscle. She gnaws on it, smacking her mouth together, while using her paws to manipulate the chunk in her mouth.

The young Goufa spits it out onto the top of her paw, stares down at it for a moment, before lapping it up again. For now, Nomi is forgotten in favor of these new flavors and textures.