Porcupine Ridge Animal impulses

Envy had managed to catch a hare, her vicious drive making up for her lack of actual hunting skill; and rocky crevices left her prey far from the burrow it called home, all that much easier to trip up.

She found the familiar form of @Dreven, and came up behind him with her kill, dropping it in front of him and beaming with chagrin, scarlet decorating the whites of her muzzle and fading along her chest. What a spectacle she'd made of the mangled little beastie.

Y'get any cuts lately? Terrible gashes? Mortal injuries? She inquired with a playful twist, circling and invading his space, as per usual.