Lion Head Mesa I had a dream; I got everything I wanted

My pleasure!

The stranger, a she-wolf, spotted her and made an approach. Quell noted the posturing as she came closer, her head tilting at the obvious swagger. She didn't change much about her own demeanor—it remained candidly friendly—even in the face of the accusation.

"No, I caught this for you," Q replied without so much as missing a beat, lifting the hare and tossing it gently toward the stranger's feet. "I didn't realize we had neighbors! Consider that a housewarming gift. So you own this meadow?" She gestured sweepingly at the surrounding grasslands. "And there's more than one of you?" she guessed, based on the use of the word "our."