Swiftcurrent Creek sweeper

Yay! She can serve as comedic relief – SC has really been going through it ;_;

After staring dejectedly into the tree line for a few more moments, Pukei gingerly lifted a forepaw to touch it to her mouth, the pain had lessened at least. She frowned at the blood that stained her white toes when she pulled it away. A prey animal made her bleed...that just wasn't right. She turned then, ready to retreat from the borders and perhaps nurse her wounded pride in a deep, dark hollow somewhere, when suddenly the faint sound of paw steps signalled the approach of another.

She tensed, ready to either sprint away or word-vomit out an apology should the stranger be aggressive about her being way too close to their pack lands. Instead, a dusky-hued man stepped out of the shadows, dropping a very familiar looking rabbit at his feet.

Pukei's eyes lit up, her ears swivelling forward as she almost thought for a second that the tall, dark handsome had caught it just for her. His words shattered her fantasy in an instant. She tried not to let the flash of disappointment show, instead biting it back with an overcompensating smile. Well, at least it would be put to good use.

"Oh, thwell..." Ow, her tongue. "...I'm happy to be of service, sir," she said with a bow of her head, as if she were delivering an Uber Eats bag to their doorstep and now eagerly awaited a tip. Hey, corralling wayward bunnies into your territory wasn't a free service, you know!