birthday surprise!

Ursa would not be disappointed as her grandfather's large form rose from his bed and approached her. The young pup couldn't help but wiggle happily. Her paws pranced, practically tippy-tapping, as she finished the distance between them. Lifting her chin high so that the snow hare wouldn't drag along in the dirt, she tried to nod her head in a yes to him. "Mesh," Ursa said still around the hare before realizing that she really couldn't talk with the animal still in her mouth. Gently, she leans down and places it at his paws.

"Happy birthday!" Her tones are chipper, high-pitched in their sing-songy tune as she continues to wiggle back and forth with excitement. "I hope you like it! I did catch it all by myself!" She exclaims and that much was obvious from the speckling of blood that lines her lips. Ursa had not thought to clean herself up before heading down to see him.