lemon and mint

her master was correct in assuming that the servant was on her way yet again with another meal. She wouldn't need to take more trips this time since she had snagged her master and Nephthys an entire boar. It wasn't the largest but it was much too big to be carried by her. She dragged it towards the den with determination. Like hell she was going to be late with a food delivery. She would rather not suffer the wrath of hannibal for such a thing. So she dragged it rather viciously though silently.

She made it to the den's entrance and she paused to ensure that no wayward pups were in the way or that the pair of parents were in the way. She did want to learn some stuff for her own survival but she dared not ask. The pig was about thirty pounds and she took hold of its leg once more to drag it more. She entered rump first and used her rear paw to swipe the pelt she had made a doormat out of, out of her way. Then the task continued. She pulled like a pup playing tug of war until it was near enough to the bed to be tasted by any inside it. She then moved, grabbing fish bones and other things of trash away. She took them out to drop them in a place they could decay away from the den then made her way back inside. She gently fixed the pelt she had moved aside and sat at the den entrance. Her eyes looked to the sleeping forms of the pups, but she quickly moved her gaze to hannibal. She was looking to see if she was dismissed or if he had anything further.