Food for Fire

Natha slid over to the other broken branch. Balancing carefully, her little tail twitching as she moved, Natha leaned over and used her fangs and claws to work her way through the wood until at last the branch fell. Broken branches in a nearby tree caught her attention and she leapt over to begin working there before she gathered her full crop.

She grinned. "I have to say I like Armada's fire. That will be nice on these cooler nights." She could be tempted just to curl up near the fire and sleep under the stars if it weren't for the piece of grizzly bear hide warming her den.