Moonspear boys doin' the twist.

The hare that dangled from her jaws had been a hard won kill. For as much skill Liffey now had traversing mountain cliffs, she was not so familiar with ones covered so thickly in woods. She was used to mountain passes with open air, but these were lined with trees that blocked her view and made her paths more difficult. She was used to the ups and downs of mountain travel, and the twists and turns of moving through woods. To combine them both, even as subtly as they were in some places, was a new challenge.

Fortunately, Liffey was a lover of challenges. And in the end, her determination paid off, as evidenced by the bloodied, brown rabbit between her teeth. Her chin was lifted with pride as she carried her prize towards the den she now shared with @Rannoch. She could think of no one better to share this with, and to spend quality time with thereafter.