Redtail Rise cinereous

From the crest of the rise, Masquerade’s eyes followed her sister’s figure as she streaked along the borders. Her head tilted, reminding her of the dead weight clasped in her jaws. She had meant to take this rabbit to New Snow, an apology for her untoward behavior. Presently she felt a strong urge to share a warm breakfast with her sister instead. She could always catch another later.

The Caru trotted down the frosted slope, trying to bark to flag Redd’s attention. The sound was very muffled, so she let the dead rabbit drop from her muzzle. She yipped twice, then snatched the skidding carcass and continued downhill with more velocity than intended. Masque’s posterior dipped, the drag of her hindquarters slowing her until she could spring back onto all fours near the foot of the rise.

The ground evened out underfoot and she could gallop toward her sister. The rabbit swung wildly in her jaws as her paws kicked up a shower of frosty sparkles. When she neared Redd, the Caru halted very suddenly and loosened her jaw just to see what happened. The rabbit flew forward toward the Wealda, earning a little chuckle from Masque.