Meadowlark Prairie outta the woodwork

Her head turned as she scanned the area. Whipping the snow into her face, the wind put a slight scowl on her face. She should've been watching the skies more carefully. Catching a howl on the wind, her head snapped back around, her ears immediately swiveling to catch the direction. Her eyes lit up as she caught where to head. Dropping the rabbits for a moment, she answered his short howl, with her own low one, hoping it didn't get lost in the scream of the wind. She picked up her prizes and started trotting in the direction of the howl. Spotting him, her tail wagging as she chuffed through the rabbits. She dropped them in front of him, giving him a sheepish smile. Sorry 'bout that. I'm glad you got out of the wind. Here, you can have one. Shoving one of the rabbits to him, she tilted her head and gave him a smile, then averted her eyes, not wanting to make the same mistake twice.