Phoenix Maplewood Rabbits and Furs

Amalia slid into the maplewood again. Mouth full of rabbit. She slowly found her spot by the riverside and began to peel the fur from the rabbit. She preferred the maplewood at times, it was quiet and serene, perfect to let the furs soak and then dry while she took a nap. No packs were near here, and very seldom was she bothered by lone wolves.

She placed the fur down in the river bed and slowly lay down, her paws stirring up the water. As she waited and watched. Today she didn't really feel like napping, but she was fine in repose. Enjoying the afternoon as it beat down upon her.

Her tail beat the ground gently beside her. As she enjoyed the moment. She briefly closed her eyes, enjoying the rays of sun on her face.