Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161203020627/@comment-31605619-20161207035652

Quince pricked his ears, slowing down and then coming to a stop. Suddenly, he leapt, digging furiously in the snow. He had scented a rabbit somewhere down under the white surface. The young wolf dug with swift, strong strokes of his claws, and then lunged. His head remerged from the hile in the snow after a high-pitched squeal could be heard, his maw and chin slightly stained with the blood of the hare he held in his mouth.