Arrow Lake Start all over

hoping for @Stigmata since we haven't had one in a while.

With constant tending and much rest the giant nub of what remained of her leg had healed over leaving pink furless flesh. She often woke up feeling like it was still there and tried to stand by putting it down only to embarrassingly end up stumbling. It had taken two weeks just for her to learn to walk well enough to not look like an adult sized pup and perhaps the most frustrating thing to her was that all she could do was patrol. She didn't have the balance or speed to hunt....

but she tried anyway. There was a fat gopher waddling toward the lake and she licked her maw, hobbling closer while keeping to the trees and bushes. She watched it go for a drink and then burst forward, focusing too much on the weird pattern it took to run and not enough on the gopher itself which had noticed her and hurried away. She stopped and sat down growling deeply and cursing quite loudly in Russian as she moved to the edge of the lake and lay down staring at herself with frustration.