Wapun Meadow and sit with their pictures until they grow o-o-o-o-old

The feral girl was quick to dive into the white plume and emerge with another small creature clutched between her pointed ivories. Billy Bones watched her with a warm glow in the lava orange of his eyes. The creature struck the snow and attempted to squirm, but the pirate lunged for it and swallowed the beast whole.
 
He had seen her do it twice and had found the logistics of the action to be easy enough.
 
With pointed ears, the male followed the sound of scurrying beneath his paws. When something from under the snowcap sounded with scratching claws and nearly inaudible squeaks, Bones leapt into the air and sunk his muzzle deep into the drift. When he emerged, a polecat was clasped in his jaws.
 
A token of thanks, the sea wolf thought and threw the weasel to the dark woman without a word.