Blacktail Deer Plateau sugar lime blue

She wasn't one to cry after a fall; typically, she brushed herself off and went on her way without even batting an eyelash. Presently, Osprey Jr. grumbled under her breath, revealing her frustration at her inability to escape as well as her own lack of coordination. Huffing and puffing, she pushed herself back onto all fours and looked upward just in time to catch Blue Willow's arrival.

The sight of Blue Willow generated a happy reaction from the black puppy, despite her moodiness a moment ago. She sprang onto her paws and ran unsteadily to greet the Healer, her plump rump swinging and her ratlike tail whipping hither and thither. She barked softly and bounced, then suddenly noticed the dead animal (a hare) near the medic's feet and bounded toward that instead.

She sniffed the carcass for a minute, then looked self-consciously over one raven shoulder as if to make sure the other pups wouldn't come up and threaten her newfound plaything. Once assured that the other three were still wrestling several yards away, Osprey Jr. pinned the slain hare down with her little forepaws, latched onto a piece of flesh and fur with her sharp little teeth and proceeded to tear it apart.