Ocean's Breath Plateau Little Hunter

At some point after picking it up, the creature had, in fact, died. He paused, ears perked at his Dad when he was instructed to bite harder next time, but the meal was all his. He clamped his jaws down harder and the breaking of tiny bones sounded off. Fresh blood pooled into his mouth and he instantly liked it. 

He lowered his head to the ground and began tearing away at the carcass, swallowing chunks of meat. His tail wagged the whole time he ate, and he would occasionally glance toward his Dad at he ate. 

The meal devoured, he sat back on his haunches, his tongue licking the remnants of blood from his maw and paws. He would be sated for just a little while, and might even take a nap before running off again.