Lost Creek Hollow bowspirit

Truth be told, even if Mordecai had attempted to take the rabbit from her, she wouldn't have argued. The girl had spent most of her time within the territory recently, and had nothing better to do than to hunt small game- mostly squirrels. She was well fed for the winter season, and smiled happily at him, her tail creating it's own path as it wagged through the snowy earth. 

"I caught it by the leg," she offered, embarrassed. She had caught it in the end, so it didn't really matter, but the thought was still strange. She eyed the limp beast, it's mangled leg crumbled into a strange shape. No matter, you don't eat the little bones anyway. Her chest merely stung now, a bit of blood seeping out if she flexed her shoulders. She was not worried for them, she'd seen worse. Ilya then tilted her head to him, curiously. "Would you care for it?" she offered, leaning down to nose it towards him. "You found it, anyway," she woofed, happy to offer her alpha any kind of sustenance, even it it was a mere snowshoe rabbit. Her tail continued to thump against the earth, blue eyes shining with their usual child-like excitement.