Moonspear drive by

Ness beamed when she saw him. He was all ruffled and such, but triumphant as he came; and not only by the display of his trophy, but also in the gleam of his eyes, shining like sea-glass. "Yeah, well, what's the fun in that?" she remarked casually, attempting to rein in her persistent smile as he deposited the kill before her. She was grateful for a reason to duck her face out of view. Sniffing eagerly at her gift, tail beating, her thoughts fell completely absent of her original task, which had been to collect these rabbits, and she became eager to eat. Ness felt suddenly famished, and the smell of warm flesh was already ebbing her headache.

"Here, share," she said by way of warning him, because not a breath later,  she had picked up the rabbit by the back of its shoulders and swung its backend at Floki's face in a playful slap— eager to goad him into a tug-o-war that would rip the catch in half.