Otter Creek I’m all yours

 

rolled in tabletop for success

he was unperturbed by her closeness but it also did not seem to please him so she kept herself contained, eyes flitting back and forth between those little fat creatures and the white man.

they were close now, cautiously emerging from their — what, burrows? — and with a snap the brute was after them.  she tensed, launching in a helpful, herding direction but the clack! of teeth against teeth tells her that he has not succeeded.  no, no, no!

he wheels towards her with one of those slippery creatures in front and she is on in in an instant, jaws clamped firm around its neck as she lifts it from the ground and shakes it violently, cracking its neck.  she loses herself for a moment in this, destroying the poor creature before she remembers — yes, reigi, you have to share.

it is not the fattest of the fat but she hoped it would do.  dropping the prize in front of the stranger, she noses it towards him as her tail makes long, wagging arcs in the air behind him.  did i do good?