(Oops, sorry! >.< I was meant to post after you did but I forgot >.<)
Atlas / Fox / Feeling ; Fine / Tags ; Open
The little white fox dashed through the forests undergrowth, following a little mouse that she had decided would be her breakfast. She was thankful her winter pelt had molted with the coming of spring, as the extra fur slowed her down. Shaking her head, she realised she lost the mouse. With a growl, the female lofted her head and scented the air, becoming quickly annoyed with herself for losing concentration. Huffing through her nose, Atlas begrudgingly left the area, in search of other food.
[Other two are asleep, but open.]