Dragoncrest Cliffs Steer clear of the sun

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The whale that had been washed up on their shores was little left but food for carrion-eaters by now. The skeleton was exposed, though partially buried under the sand which shifted around it when the tides came in and left. If no major storms came, the skeleton might remain there, mostly intact, baleen and bones bleaching in the sunlight. 

Suzu had come to claim two of its smaller ribs for herself. Her paw now healed, she felt well enough that she could successfully pry out a couple of the tall, arching bones which she intended to use as a part of a collection. While she was young, and she still benefitted from sharing a den with her family, she had plans already to begin digging out her own place to live once the ground thawed. Until then, she could gather her treasures, and keep them stowed away so that she could make her planned living-space an amazing one to behold. 

Her need to begin collecting things for her future densite was spurred on by the departure of @Quennell and @Swordfish, who'd left to go hunting goats in the mountains...Without her. She hadn't asked for an invite, and she might not have been given permission even if she'd been included on the plans. She'd tried not to look left out when the news had come to her, but she'd felt it. And she'd decided that in order to cheer herself up, she needed to do a little something for herself. 

She'd collect treasures that would make other wolves jealous. She'd pick herself a site for her future den, so that she could be envied. She wanted for others to see her worth. So she set upon the whale, circling it a few times before she picked out the ribs she felt she wanted. All she had to do now was pull them from the little bit of remaining connective tissue...But it was a game of tug-o-war that was tough to win. 

The ribs were thick, but she could get a good grip on them if she grabbed them near the end. The real problem was that the sand beneath her feet shifted every time she pulled away at the ribs. With each tug, her feet sank into the sand. The corpse was jostled only slightly, but she could tell she was making progress. It would take her time to accomplish, but she was dead set on achieving her goal.