Blackfoot Forest My feet know the path of life

It seemed she was lucky; the other dog caught the rabbit and snapped its neck. Roadkill was glad, for she could've lost the prey, but she also realised it meant that the other dog would want her to share. Still, half a rabbit was better 'n no rabbit, she reckoned, so Roadkill walked up to the other dog to collect her prize.

He just stood there, staring blankly ahead as though he was making decisions in his head. Roadkill stopped, having seen this look before; even though she'd be willing to find fight for her food, she thought it safer to snap the other dog out of this trance first. "Oi! You okay, mate?" She tilted her head and looked at him, then at the rabbit. "I reckon we share, eh?" In case he was trying to make that decision in his head presently; she'd make it easy for him, then.