Phoenix Maplewood Realization of Old Friends

Laika looked up. The snowflakes abscured the sky, dotting it with white patches that seemed to grow larger as they floated to the ground. A cold flake landed on her nose, causing the female to sneeze. Then, She remembered her catches.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "I ought to get the rabbits back to camp before they freeze. Care to join me?"

Laika stooped down to sink her teeth into the cold pelt of the carcass and without waiting for a reply, turned to pad the rest of the way to her dirt pile. She squeezed through a thick matting of bramble bushes and finally arrives at the spot. Without setting down the rabbit in her jaws, she uncovered the other. Then, they tossed it over her shoulders. With the snowflakes dotting her silvery coat like poka-dots, she headed off toward the camp. 

"Come on!"