Blackfoot Forest No one can be just like me any way

Minna gnawed thoughtfully on an oddly shaped bone she had come across. She had a fierce desire to get her teeth moving, and so she had returned to her den and gone about gnawing the thing. An antler, perhaps, she thought as she chewed. it was an unusually hard one, she noticed, normally they seemed more malleable.

Over head, a branch, severed it's hold on it's mother tree. Minna did not notice this until it settled with a crash behind her somewhere, and her grip suddenly tightened on the bone via instinct. Crack. Minna yelped and dropped the thing, tasting blood. She spat it out, and to her surprise a small white item flew out with it. She dropped to the ground, nudging the thing, growing rather conserned to notice that it was her tooth. She ran a tongue over the gap in her maw, wincing as her tongue passed over it. 

It bled quite a bit, didn't it?

Halp @Liri!