Shadewood My City To Ruins

Dagger nodded at Runion’s words. She’d try to be quick. I mean, if she were laying there hurt she’d definitely want some food as quickly as possible.

Really, she had no idea why the hell she was being so nice to this wolf when she had originally come over to be mean to him. Maybe she had more of a conscience than she thought she did… Wouldn’t her siblings be disappointed if they ever found out she’d made buddies with a pure-breed. Of course… he’d said he wasn’t a pure-breed, but — right, rabbit.

Turning awkwardly, she loped away on long legs, searching through the underbrush, sniffing for prey. Find a rabbit’s trail in springtime had never been difficult for her and she soon was chasing one through the thick forest. This part she wasn’t used to. Her life had been mainly spent in chaparral, a particular kind of biome known for its tangled brush and thorny bushes. She wasn’t used to dodging trees so much as shoving her way through rattle-snake-infested shrubs. But she was lucky, and caught the rabbit in no time. She was, after all, an expert at catching rabbits.

Soon, she returned and dropped the rabbit at Runion’s paws. With a grin, she sat back on her haunches and said, “There ya go, cousin.”