All the words are gonna bleed from me

The fire-furred woman started her day with a yawn and a stretch, her toes waving in the air as she bowed down in the direction the sun would soon rise. Her tongue rolled up towards the roof of her mouth before lolling from her parted jaws. Bleary eyes blinked and she gave herself a shake for good measure. The weather was strange her. It wasn’t like home.

In her still-half-awake state, a tantalising scent wafted to her on the breeze. Ears perked atop her head and her tail waved lazily at her back, green eyes swinging this way and that, trying to pinpoint the fresh scent of decay, her mouth already watering at the prospect of a lazy meal.

There was Idunn, with her eyes all but closed locked on the horizon like that, no doubt about to pray, and laid out in front of her and ripe for the taking was a fresh and juicy chipmunk. An ear flick was all it took to shake off any trepidation the younger wolf might have had, a sly grin crossing her features as she lifted a paw and lowered her head. With her gaze focused elsewhere, there wouldn’t be anything to tell her it hadn’t been one of her gods that snatched it away… she just had to be quick…

Muscles bunched, the girl bounded forward, aiming to snap up the morsel before her cousin knew what was happening. It was barely a bite after all.

“Speech”