Redtail Rise XIX

Sunday Morning was glad to chew away at this bone. It strengthened her own jaws, and did much to keep her own teeth clean. It also brought joy to her, which was easy to see in the brightness of her eyes. Her man rested before her, and Sunday Morning felt at ease. Her long days alone were no longer a part of her, body fuller and mind rested. Mountain Boulder brought her safety, and had given her a home with him.

When he moved, Sunday's eyes snapped to him. Sunday Morning's lips wrinkled slightly, a long rumble trickling forth from the back of her throat. But her eyes were bright and her ears were pricked, and Sunday Morning then released a sneezing sound, so that he would know for certain her noises and actions were in jest. Sunday let out another rumble then, muzzle now poised and pointed over the bone as she snapped at the air above it when he made his playful bid. Sunday's rear shifted up and to the right, readying herself to give chase should he think to snatch it.