Sleeping Dragon Hunt

She watched in excitement about to let out a victory whoop when Belle caught the rabbit. Neither of them had taken into mind the several foot high drop, covered in rocks. Her excitement quickly turned to shock and then fear as Belle tumbled over it.

Scrambling to the edge she peered over, Belle was down there her drop predecented by the trail of blood left behind. Thankfully it was the rabbit's blood not her friend's. "Belle!"

She hurried to the least steep side and carefully picked her way down. It wasn't very high but it was obvious Belle was injured and it wouldn't do to have two injured wolves stuck in the small ravine. 

Once down, she hurried over to Belle's side noting that she still clung to the dead rabbit doggedly. She extracted it from her friend's mouth and sat it aside. She didn't bother asking if she was okay, she obviously wasnt, instead she began to sniff her over.

"Here lean on me and I'll help you back to the pack okay? A healer can help you,"with that she leaned against the side that didn't smell like blood, scooping up the rabbit her friend had worked so hard for. As far as she was concerned she could have it all.