let it snow

navigate the broken world

They moved as a unit, as things should be she supposed. He nuzzled her softly which gave her the comfort she needed that he was indeed okay. It didn’t take him long to shift gears, and she smiled at the news that their prey seemed injured. She hummed softly and started to follow him, light in her steps. She was in the mindset that all sane creatures would be looking for a place to escape the vicious winds and it was possible that their meal would lead them to their place of rest for the night. She just hoped that the creatures he had found tracks to were sane, that they were near a shelter that Eirnan and the brothers could use to their advantage.

She followed him, staying about a tail length behind him so she was still next to him, but he was leading them. She preferred to remain as close as possible to him if she could help it. He was following the tracks, and she was keeping her eyes and ears out for anything that might disturb their hunt, acting more as a century to give him full time to look around and find their prey. She caught him watching eagerly from a mound, moving over to it as she lowered herself on her haunches, staying close to the ground as she spotted the prey, a smirk finding her features as her stomach rumbled once more. His predictions had been correct; the prey was injured and she made a motion with her maw. “Excellent find, Love. What's our strategy?” She whispered softly, eager to land themselves a feast… and then a place to lay.

"Eirnan"