Dragoncrest Cliffs we dance to the sound of sirens

Easy'd been digging when the call went out. She'd gotten her teeth around a rabbit's hind leg, but it'd slipped right through her jaws. The blood trail'd ended at a narrow bolt hole, but she could tell that it wasn't a deep one. The rabbit was trapped and injured, and she was going to get it, one way or another. For now, she pushed a rock over the entrance and shoved dirt around the edged with a few hasty flicks of her nose.

She was covered in mud when she reached Blixed, her tail wagging idly behind her.

"Hey," she chirped, pausing a few yards away to shake out her pelt. Then she stretched - back cracking as the kinks were worked out - and took a seat. The call seemed to have been for multiple wolves, but she didn't know who else was meant to have showed up.