The seconds after that were a flurry. She heard Indru frighten the prey forward, and then he yelled. Borlla was ready. A grin across her muzzle, she pounced the moment she'd heard his voice, jaws and paws reaching out. And she actually made contact. Except the woodchuck was a lot bigger than a squirrel. She hadn't quite been expecting that, so it caught her off guard, and she struggled for a moment to focus on what was going on. Teeth met flesh and fur, and claws were waving. And then it was over.
Though slightly ruffled, Borlla emerged the champion. She rolled off of the lifeless creature, and wobbled on her paws, surprised at what had just occurred. "We won!" She cheered, tail waving in celebration. She felt a little sore, pretty sure that the woodchuck had gotten in a few more evil whacks, but in the end, she emerged victorious. "Now what?" Her eyes shifted from Indru to the woodchuck.