Hip-Hip, Hipporay!

Corbie seemed to be getting into the habit of finding unusual prey creatures in unexpected places this year. First the elephant, then Ignis had found the giraffe, and now she found herself staring in puzzlement at the fat, odd looking creature lumbering through water barely deep enough to touch its rotund middle. The hippo - though she didn't know what it was, that was indeed its species - wasn't able to support its weight as easily on land as it did in water, but this water wasn't deep enough for it to do so as it usually did. Instead all of its weight was on its feet, and it moved more slowly than it should have as it munched on the mangroves. She found herself intrigued at the idea of hunting it, though it wasn't at all practical since she was alone. Something that big surely had a great layer of fat that could come in handy for winter stores, when the prey was all lean and another source of fat was needed. It was only spring so winter was still quite a ways away, but it was never too early to start setting aside stores for the bad months. Well, it was too bad she wouldn't be able to get this one. Maybe she would settle for hunting beaver for the fatty tail, instead. But this was so many beavers worth...