Silver Creek Laying Around Waiting

Natashe flew through the grass, chasing after a gopher. The creature was faster than she thought, but finally she was upon it and had her fangs into its throat. She sat down panting and looked about, sniffing the air. Excitement leapt into her chest and she stood up, grabbing her catch and walking to the borders. She chuffed softly so she wouldn't startle the female "hello! Have you been seen by spring yet?"  she asked, holding her tail in a dominant manner though she had a friendly smile on her face.