Hoshor Plains Betcha dinner is a doozey

The cinnamon man seemed to enjoy her game and called it war. Peony turned to get away from the wave of snow sent her way but was drenched in flakes anyway, an amused (quite childish) laugh escaped the russet lady. She shook off all the snow she could, some still clinging to her fur as she tried to throw some back at Connor with a flick of her paw. Turning to run back to Inna she saw the orange wolf flipped over, his meal currently buried in snow, and a frightful friend.

Running faster she dug up the shrew Dingo had dropped and took it to the edge of the forest and put a stick next to it before burying it in more snow, keeping it safe from the frozen mess that was the game and any predators that may plan to steal it. Peony walked up to Inna and brushed against her side "Don't worry he doesn't mind" she said playfully as she nodded to Connor before running back into the so-called 'war'. Once again trying to cover the man in snow as she called back "You're on!"