Redtail Rise the premature burial

the fox had been digging at one of their newer caches, looking for the remnants of recent hunts. she'd seen the auburn pelt—so like her own—at a distance, stark red-orange against the snow. had surprised it despite the vividness of her own pelt, snarling, bearing down like hellfire itself.

a chase ensued. the wind of the vixen's heels, kicking frantically as it bounded. one giant leap and Avicus surged forward;

seizing the fox's hind leg between her jaws and snapping it.

she's about to dive into the animal and have it for her own meal when she notices something strange. an alien rippling along the fox's ribs, pressing against her protruding belly. as if the vixen is bursting from within.

something not right, and her smell is off, too. pressing her ears flat against the shrieking, she methodically shatters the other three legs—taking nips here and there from the feisty fox—before calling for her pack, and for @Ashlar in particular.

if this is a sick beast, they should not eat it.

FYI the fox's "off" belly is preggers!