As he dodged her again, she squealed at him, being flustered at these failed attempts. She turned again to look at him again and flapped her ears a little, cooling her body. She held up her bone and inspected it, then wandered over to where she had taken her nap and gently placed it down, making sure it would stay put while she continued her baby brawl. She reared up and spun around, then kicked up dirt under her feet with a little smile on her own face. One more time, she charged him, eyes locked on with complete intent.

Gadanai huffed and squealed, facing him again with very clear agitation on her face. She lunged at him with no aim to hit, only to release frustration. She stomped all of her feet and flailed her trunk all around, seeming to be "cussing" him with the action of it. After throwing her fit closer to her femur, she picked it up and began swinging it around again, trying to hit him by any means possible.

She shook her head with her ears fanned, then tucked them to the side of her head. She gave a trumpet, half-reared and gently swung her trunk as it dangled toward the ground, bone coiled in it, of course. She found herself flustered enough with him to become bored. She passed him and headed back toward a place she'd been before to enjoy another dust bath.

As she slowed to a walk, her eyes danced around the cave, inspecting the walls. A sleeping bat seemed to be napping from a low hanging structure. It looked incredibly happy and content, wings blanketing tightly. Gadana Ama looked at her femur, then looked up at the bat. She adjusted her grip, took a step back, and swung with all her might. The bat hit a nearby wall, but survived well enough to flop around in agony. She dropped her bone and rushed to the bat and scooped it up... and began thrashing it around.

This was probably the happiest she felt in her young life. She shook and squeezed and shook it, tromping around and trumpeting playfully. When it was dead, she dropped it, then poked at with with her trunk. She stepped back again, then reached out her left foreleg and put her foot on the rear end of the bat carcass. Slowly she leaned her weight into it, pushing all the organs in it's body up. Suddenly there was a sickening snap and pop, just before the guts shot out onto the dust-coated floor. Gadanai picked up some of it with the tip of her trunk and flung it into the air. She picked more up and repeated the action, giggle when parts dropped onto her back and head and slipped back to the ground.