Redtail Rise eulalie

a familiar rustling sound, muffled squeals; she looks up with dirtied muzzle and sees Masquerade ahead, wrestling with a groundhog. Avicus winces at the groundhog's scoring of her daughter's muzzle but does not yet move. it isn't serious. . .

break ihh' neck! she calls out. it's perhaps unnecessary, though, for Masque is a fairly experienced hunter—

a brown blur in her periphery distracts, and Avicus surges after another groundhog, escaped from an auxiliary hole and running for the hills. her lithe, ruddy form bears down upon the creature, forgetting everything in the moment but the hunt, hoping to chase the creature down.

her outstretched paws skim its backside but she falls short, cursing.

Avicus whips round, intending to help Masque with her own—hopefully—successful quarry.

rolled a failure on the running prey!