Sleeping Dragon Look what I got

He had done the unthinkable: he had caught the rabbit. Freyja looked from Hvitserk to the struggling animal. Pushing herself onto her paws, the Goufa made her way to her brother’s side to get a better look at what had been done. Pushing aside her own disappointment to examine the creature, she crouched down to it’s level and marveled at the sight. She had only successfully caught bugs at this point-- never a rodent-- and was both amazed and jealous by her brother’s accomplishment. Pushing the latter aside for the moment, Freyja sought her mentor.

“Wilfiwa!” She asked urgently, her attention shifting back to the rabbit as she spoke. “Now… what?”