Tsuna dashed back to her den. The winter was certainly picking up. It was a good thing her den was so roomy. She had dragged in another kill. This one of larger proportions. She felt her body collapse beneath her before she reached the entrance...the small buffalo had missed migration, it seemed. And he put uo a fight. A bloody gash had planted it onto her right side, and one above her eye. Seh heaved herself up, but was unable to drag the kill in.