Wapun Meadow Sunfall

@Nunataq

The crunch of bone between her teeth and the warm rush of blood over her tongue overwhelm her senses for a moment, a rush of sweet relief at breaking her days-long fast. She tightens her forelegs around the bloodied corpse of the hare, tearing limbs free and gulping down meat ravenously. She wastes little time in decimating the tiny body, flinging the gore-streaked remnants a few feet away from her when her stomach begins to protest her gorging, though she has no intention of leaving the kill. What remains will make a nice snack soon; for now, she leans back against the snow, dark figure framed by the hare blood dappling the ground. She's content to rest here until the time comes to move on, unperturbed by the frosty weather and satisfied with her meal.