Hoshor Plains outside the life you know

Sart only moved forward when nudged by their mother. Regipre's jaw tightened with impatience, though she said nothing as she waited for her sister to move closer. Finally, Sart came within easy reach of the carcass. She tapped it, then retreated as if fearing it might hurt her. Although her face remained a stony mask, Reggie rolled her eyes inwardly.

Having had enough of this little foray, Regipre once more snatched the rabbit's foot and began to drag it again. She towed it toward the den. She paused to take a breath in the doorway, then glanced backward at her small family. Using her little forepaws now, Reggie shoved the dead rabbit inside the den, then followed after it.

After stashing it near the wall, she circled a few times and then lay down with a sigh, facing outward. Her expression was rather uninterested as she continued watching the others mill about just outside the den. After a time, a bored Reggie's chin sank to her paws and she began to softly snore.