Redhawk Caldera a feather for your hare

She might have rolled on that feather all day long, if Jaws hadn't provided her with yet another stimuli. Wildfire froze when the lock of rabbit fur tickled at her nose, then righted herself and craned out her squat little neck to sniff at it more intently. She sneezed lightly, then opened her mouth in a loud yowl even as she struck out a foreleg to drag the little patch of fur closer. She buried her nose in it, inhaling deeply. Meanwhile, the feather remained underneath her, momentarily forgotten in favor of the new toy.

For a long time (a solid five minutes), Wildfire sniffed and licked the soft shock of fur. She then opened her mouth and stuffed it in there, naturally. It promptly got stuck to the roof of her mouth. The pup coughed, then made a slight gagging noise before swallowing loudly. Down it went into the pit of her stomach, leaving the pup a bit confused and bereft. She yowled again, more inquisitively this time, then coughed when a few stray hairs stuck in her throat.

That's when she remembered the feather. She squealed happily and buried her face in it, the vanished rabbit fur suddenly forgotten.