Duskfire Glacier late night sitcoms

Tagging @Takiyok, but anyone welcome!

Cyclone wasn't sure where the pack tended to gather in the evening, but since she had managed to kill a few rabbits earlier in the day, she figured it was the perfect opportunity to figure out where she could find folks in the hours of darkness. One of the rabbits she had eaten on the spot, another she had buried in the frozen earth, and the third hung between her jaws. She'd had a rather productive day, if she did say so herself. Hopefully her new leader would be pleased.

With each step, the limp body swung one way, with the next, it swung the other in a strange dance of the dead. Neasa paused, plopping the rabbit down as she stopped to scratch an itch behind her right ear that had been bugging her for a good ten minutes.