Sleepy Fox Hollow Stinkend

Isa remained at the mouth of the den near where her father stored his herbs, gnawing on a deer bone that she had pulled off one of their kills, working out her frustrations over the lack of attention she was receiving at that very moment. She found her father’s lessons: fighting, hunting, healing… they gave her what she desperately sought: validation, security, love, and superiority over her brothers which was arguably the most important of those.
 
She was blind to her brother’s presence as she growled lightly at it, holding it between her paws as she went to town on the bone, her tail thumping fiercely against the ground as she did so. She was due for another healing lesson with her vader soon, so it was best to work out her irritations. It made it easier to sit still through his lessons and learn the best that he could.
 
A live subject would work better, but the bone was what she had with her at the moment.