Beau's careful advancement reveals no traps, just, it would seem, a dead bobcat and lots of trampled snow... The animal seems to have 2 puncture wounds, but there doesn't seem to be any other indications of damage or further  injury; although she can see that the animal had been dragged several yards to it's current position.<br/><br/>With Feona's coaching and the promise of a tasty, and smelly piece of meat, a pair of reflective cat eyes appears in the darker brush of the nest. The toss of the bit toward the slain cat got no reaction, although the held tidbit quickly vanishes from her fingertips, with a surprised, but minor nip as a small, furry body shot past her and between her legs in a tumbling ball of whitish furr, tuffed ears and dark outlined bobbed tail of a bobcat cub... her best guess is that the animal can't be more than a few weeks old... perhaps 3 months at most.<br/><br/>With small growls and a fierce attention, the little animal chews at the tough ration.