Bearclaw Valley open up your skull, i'll be there

oh she was good at this, she was sooooo good at this.

gun dragged what was left of a wolverine away from the deep reaches of the valley, obtained from the half-buried cache she'd found as she - heart drumming thunder-loud in her ears - snuck deeper into it, having staked out the large entrance for a day beforepaw to find an opening.

the most intelligent part of her heist.

making huffing and snarling noises as she walked ass-first with the "catch" in her jaws, was the least.

gun didn't realize her behind had come upon a sacred clearing, much less a currently occupied one, busy with pulling, blood pumping with excitement - the fear of discovery replaced by elation of a premature victory.

hi yes she is trespassing :) if things come to violence, i accept anything besides death :3