Redhawk Caldera Little hunters prey

@Lyric

Her babies were 7 weeks old and some odd days. Not quite yet hunters or stalkers. Just learning to babble and run, perhaps speak a few phrases. But that didnt mean she couldn't teach them a little.

In her maw she carried a rabbit it's life just about to leave it's body. Her babies couldn't kill it, but they could think they did.

She dropped it and chuffed seeing Carolina's little eyes peeking out. The rabbit stirred weakly at her paws.