Broken Antler Fen Stuck like glue, you and me baby we're stuck like glue

Eden's eyes focus on the catch, and Brandy lowered her head-still grinning like a madwoman- and took it in her jaws while the paler woman was weighing her options. In the next moment, she crouched and lunged, and the copper yearling turned tail and skipped a few yards away. Laughter muffled mostly by the rabbit, she stopped and turned her face over her shoulder, lemon eyes alight with fun and warmth; inviting Eden to follow through on her chase, Brandy bent down in a play bow, wiggling about before prancing away with her tail wagging.