Yeah, Nah

She just finished up eating a midday snack, and she sat there licking her lips clean of blood. She had made a mess of her meal, but those scraps of fur and bones she planned on using later, but for now, she laid them out to dry in the sun. Rolling her shoulders, she set about digging out her den a little bigger, adding more storage room for her little knick-knacks and bones and furs that she'd been collecting. She had all kinds, from rabbits and squirrels and small animals to a badger pelt and beaver skins and teeth, and feathers that she had collected from the ground. She had a vast array of things that she could use to craft with if she wanted to, but she was still figuring out how to do that.

"Medusa"