Craving Some Venison Stew

Vanille spent most of her days just surviving since she lost her mother a couple seasons ago. The Long Night made it hard for her to make it from meal to meal, and her body had suffered the consequences of the sick and dying prey. She was skinny, but not emaciated and was starting to tone up her body slowly as the sun came back and allowed the prey to flourish again.

She was walking along the orchid when she spotted a leopard searching along the grounds. She was very skeptical at first, ready to turn tail and run but she saw the raven nearby messing with the string she would be using for her trap. Cautiously she approached the woman, "Are you... going for a hunt? Do you have another string or vine? I'd be happy to help." Her eyes searched along the grounds and tree trunks for more sticks to use for the snare. She wanted to give them a few options.

"Vanille"
Base By WatermelonCreature