Myself, My Keeper
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She had lost her den when natural disaster struck but had gained another after the pack had gathered together after the rescue of one smaller than herself. But that place was only temporary. She would still have to find her own again for after the snow melted. She decided to go ahead and look for such a place, or at least begin doing so. It wouldn't hurt to keep an eye out at least. She had to eventually figure what she was going to do once they all seperated ways in the spring and the pack den become abandoned. If it even became abandoned. Still, a back up plan was always useful.


Though right now it wasn't the den that she was after. Instead she was widening out a burrow in order to pull the rabbit from it for lunch. Claws scraped against the ground, digging at the icy earth. It took a little bit longer than usual but she managed it well enough. Jaws eventually wrapped around the neck of the small prey item and squeezed the life from it. With the lifeless form in her mouth the quadraped moved a small distance away in order to settle beneath the tree in order to enjoy her meal.
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