Sleeping Dragon Look what I got

Hvitserk seemed reluctant to gain ground on the rabbit, though Freyja's hesitation faded away entirely as she made a leap for the bleeding rodent. It was a good effort if not a successful one. Wildfire couldn't help but dig in her heels and hasten to the child's side to make sure she wasn't injured. She looked all right, her pride perhaps hurt more than anything else.

Glancing upward, Wildfire saw the rabbit scrambling for a nearby thicket. She sprang after it, giving it a solid thwack to its ribs and causing it to roll over several times back in the pups' direction. It bleated miserably but the she-wolf didn't pity it. The sound only drove her predatory instincts. Hopefully it had the same effect on the younger wolves.