Dawnlark Plains the truth be told you need it more than you thought

she gnawed half-heartedly on the spine of the rabbit aditya had left some days ago, the bones picked clean in her boredom. the skull lay at her side, meticulously cleaned and pale, a few of the sturdier bones alongside it. tongue roamed a nook in between two vertebrae, discovering something pliable and thus surely edible. she worked to get it free, head low as her rear limb stretched out behind her. the forced stillness had her concentrate all her energy at what was at her disposal, describing then easily the state of the rabbit. 

she forced air through her nostrils in a huff, considering seeking out the pups again but wary of their wandering, sharp teeth. the bit of muscle came free suddenly, and the brief flash of satisfaction had her shift the spine over in her maw and search the next crevice with teeth and tongue.