The Sound Of It

Natha lay stretched out across the warm sand stone of the earth, just soaking up the rays. It didn't really matter to her that she was surrounded by numerous carcasses that were spirits knew how old. It made for an interesting landscape for the feline to take in whenever a shift in the breeze would cause her golden eyes to lazily flutter open. She was waiting. She knew any minute that giant wolf was going to catch up with her and then she could begin her questioning. A screech caught her attention as a large Harris Hawk landed nearby on the rib bones of what may have once been an elephant of some sort. It sat there preening in the sun, a large and beautiful bird but Natha felt sure she was too large a prey for such a creature and went back to her name.