Sleeping Dragon Look what I got

The rabbit struggled beneath him, squirming around as attempts to get away were made. Hvit was too interested to let it go, though, and so every time it tried to weasel itself out from under him, he'd applied more weight to it. Ears were kept upright atop his head, waiting for instructions—which had only confused him once it'd been given. Finish her? What did she mean by that? He could recall times in which he'd been told to finish his food, but the wiggling thing couldn't be food since it was still moving.

Towards Freyja he'd looked, then, waiting to see if she knew what the words had meant.