Jäger Natürlich

Given the assortment of creatures she'd run into lately, maybe it shouldn't be such a surprise that a feline was wandering these parts. The north was no place for weak-willed creatures, after all, and the wolves she'd run into lately were scarce at best, even with the arrival of summer. The long winter had affected everything considerably though and she suspected it'd take awhile for things to fully go back to normal. Until then she would keep on persevering, as she always did, tending to her herd as best as she could - or at least keeping an eye on them if nothing else.

The scent of water reached her nose before the feline's smell did. Stopping for a drink sounded like a good idea. She'd been wandering through this pine forest for quite some time now and her own belly was beginning to rumble with the familiar signs of hunger. Perhaps with a cat around she ought to be more careful though. Once the creature - and the stream - came into view she decided to test her luck. She knew the northern landscape well enough she'd bargain she could flee if she needed to, and already she was poised on the pads of her paws like she might bolt without a second thought. Instead of bolting, though, she let out a bark of greeting. Kiela had little experience with felines but she wondered if she'd be open to conversing, if nothing else. As far as she was concerned all creatures lived in relative harmony and she had little interest in upsetting that balance unless she found a need to otherwise.