Redhawk Caldera Crush toast.

Carolina spun to face the new threat with her fur standing on-end, having failed to process the name nor the tone in which it had been yelped. She only processed noise — and then forgot just as quickly that Lyric had spoken at all when she caught sight of their great-grandmother.

The vestiges of her shock remained, however. The extra adrenaline and heightened emotion translated to savage joy, and she danced in place as Gigi stood to speak to them.

With a little warning, she understood words just fine. She looked back to the rabbit, which was boring now that it wasn't moving. Being a freshly plump and well-fed young lady, the idea of more play was far more appealing than more food.

"We can't play with it anymore?" she asked, making her best, biggest, most soulful puppy dog eyes at her elder.