Redtail Rise i'm gonna be the very best

Moving slowly, the darker pup joined her beside the carcass. Masquerade shot him a brief smile, then promptly slung her belly down onto the ground, slithering her forelegs around the stiffened remains. Her eyes stayed fixed on Requieum for a moment before her eyelids hooded them as Masque began to work her teeth into the toughened flesh.

Her fangs pierced the dried hide after she sawed them back and forth a few times. A moment later, she gnawed her way through to the innards. They did not spill forth like a fresh kill might. They more or less oozed, the rabbit’s viscera having congealed over time. There was a bit of a rancid smell, though the Bearn understood instinctively that it wasn’t bad enough to warrant any hesitation. Her stomach would be able to handle it.

She chewed on a few of those choice morsels, then pointedly pinched the intestines with her incisors and hoisted herself back to her feet. Pulling gently, Masquerade fully eviscerated the long-dead lapin, dragging the offal over to Requiem. She dropped the entrails at his small feet and nosed at them, tail waving.