Blackfeather Woods Life's a bitch and so are you.

His plan was solid, and he crept around the raccoon without incedent. He lunged from the undergrowth like a bear, startling to stupid bandit. She leapt, a fluid arc of steel, and her fangs closed around the body with a snap. Teeth severed, fangs tore, the raccoon died. It was a quick kill, made possible by the assistance of the ash male, and she licked the blood from her muzzle with a smirk. The raccoon she lay by her paws, motioning Burke over. She ripped from the body a chunk of flesh, leaving most for the grey male. She wasn't completely heartless, and said as she pushed it toward him, "For your pups"

With that, she sunk her fangs into her potion and lopped off, not staying around for any thanks he might give, simply wanting to enjoy her meal alone.