Bearclaw Valley With the thrill of a kill, vengefully, the engine will

The two pups dug away at the short roof that was over the cache. When they had broken through to the other side, Piper pulled herself back excitedly. Lucas was the first to dive in and search for what was inside. He pulled out a leg that looked a little worse for wear. The Redleaf girl made a face to suggest that it didn’t look to tasty before she watched him amuse himself with a little play. It was enough to make her laugh, watching Lucas swing around the nasty leg.
 
Feeling the rumble in her stomach, Piper poked her head back toward the cache with an interested squint. She locked sights with a vole that appeared relatively fresh, albeit small. Stretching herself out, she latched her teeth into the little body and reared up, flinging it into the air and over her back. Spinning, Piper watched as the prey seemed to linger in the sky for a moment before it plummeted back to earth in the grass. With a few big leaps and bounds, Piper was on top of it again, shaking it with her head.