Dawnlark Plains Mr. blue sky, please tell us why

Basically almost instantly, Loir's jaws quickly found purchase on the neck of a rabbit, and she scooped it up with her jaws, listening to the screeching the rabbit made, and Loir had then bit down, tasting blood and feeling it spray onto her mouth. This tastes delicious already, dead. Loir had thought, and she watched as Aviana did her job.

When Aviana had finished, Loir showed her rabbit, dangling from her jaws. In the meantime, Loir had decided to finish off other rabbits while she waited for the denmother to finish her job, so there were a couple rabbits laying at Loir's paws, bloody, and wounded, and most of all, dead. Loir placed down the rabbit and looked at her catches, and Aviana's. "Good job!" Loir said, congratulating Aviana.