Bearclaw Valley You've got your pride

the girl continued to gnaw on the jawbone right up until the regina was only a few steps away, a slightly puzzled expression held upon her features that the woman had been seemingly looking for her. great, what had she done this time? 

she spat the bone from her mouth and stood to settle a forepaw over it, holding it in place beneath her weight. "sure," she answered back, a glance off to some odd tree in the distance as she mentally prepared herself to be scolded for whatever it was she might have done wrong this time.