Why Is Everything So GROSS?

Birna raised a brow at the mention of dirt. She could only assume that meant the stomach was full of dirt. Were prey animals eating the dirt as well as digging it? That was not a pleasant thing to hear, for if the prey were not eating the nutrients they needed they could not feed the predators. Birna eyed the elk the young wolf pointed out. It was pawing at the earth, hooves clicking as it duck the chill earth. She listened while she watched, nodding at the mention of avoiding biting it. That worked for her. Her claws flexed in anticipation.

Birna nodded her agreement at the plan. At first she wondered if she should lay in wait for the wolves to herd it toward her but as the others moved away she shifted to tag along after Raumr. Stalking silently forward, when the others sprang into action she bolted forward, her short legs eating up the distance as she picked up as much speed as she possibly could before flinging herself up and not the elk's back. Her claws sank in deep in front of each shoulder, her hind ones digging into the back as her tail waved wildly to assist her balance.