Redhawk Caldera days gone by

Mine! :)

After one failed attempt, Crow was not about to simply allow a second.

She'd been prowling a site that was certain to contain a snowshoe hare or two when a fisher, stealthy as could be, crept into her peripheral vision. As its beady gaze zeroed in to the flick of a white ear, it appeared entirely unconcerned by the proximity of a dangerous predator seated further up the food chain than itself. Crow waited accordingly, an opportunist of the highest degree.

It was within moments that the fisher bolted and the hare sprang, although not nearly soon enough on the part of the latter. Tiny claws sank into supple flesh, which was precisely when the second predator struck. She launched herself, quick as a dart, and by the time a multitude of fatal bite wounds had been inflicted to the hare she was stretching her neck forth with an accompanying flash of gleaming white. The fisher reacted with frantic aggression, managing to swipe its needle-like claws across the bridge of her muzzle before Crow's teeth crushed its neck.

And with that, two birds were stoned at once... or something.

After taking the liberty of ripping into the hare for herself and downing a sizable portion as though she hadn't eaten in days, she cached the remains, scruffed the limp neck of the fisher and headed off in the direction of the alpha pair's den.

Upon arriving, the little black female half-splayed her forelegs into a bow, tossed the carcass gift slightly to the front, then lowered her hind end with her belly pressed to the ground. She then gave a soft woof of greeting and invitation, proceeding to lick the dried blood from her previously bleeding muzzle and thump her tail behind her.