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Sorry for the long wait on this!

As Eljay approached and Whip was able to more clearly inspect the prize he carried, he couldn't help but feel a flare of dissapointment flare in his breast. Initially, he had believed it to be so much more, but now the smell of rot assailed his nostrils. However, this small morsel, while not what he had initially believed, still begged Whip's undivided attention. His eyes remained glued to his older cousin and the prize he carried.

He settled, dropping the mangled forelimb in front of his feet. Whip's eyes followed in earnest. Was he trying to taunt him? He wondered. The hair on Whip's back began to bristle and rise, but his hackles soon smoothed when the youth offered the paw over. His eyes brightened and his threadbare body wriggled with excitement. 

As quick as he could, Whip snatched the fox's forepaw in his jaws and brought it in close, cradling it in his own forelimbs. "Thank," he said, tail wagging as he gnawed on his new toy.