Blacktail Deer Plateau disney on ice

When none of the other stepped forward, Easy straightened up with a bright grin on her face. "I'll do it," she volunteered, hopping to her paws and shooting her siblings (and friend) a cheery look before slip-sliding across the ice and crashing into the brush, where she quickly lost track of the rabbit she was supposed to be hunting. After a moment, she saw something white and fuzzy dart out of her bush and into another.

This time, she followed more carefully, picking up her gangly paws so that they didn't make too much noise in the snow. When she got to the bush, she took her time sniffing around, peering into the low boughs for the glitter of dark eyes.

Finally, she saw her mark. Easy drew in a sharp breath, causing the rabbit to twitch - but before it could move, Easy was lunging for it small, warm body, eager to tear into its tender flesh. She dove it, jaws slamming around something firm that quickly snapped in two between her teeth. Triumphantly, she backed out of the bush, flaunting her freshly-caught stick. Stick?!

Easy dropped it. "Hey!" she complained, glancing around. Unbeknownst to the dark girl, her quarry had fled back to its original bush while her siblings (and friend) looked on.