At Dawn As The Rain Beckons [Lyra]

Finally healed from his injuries during the raid Tarnish knew he needed to get back to his hunting, but it had been slow going. Malaise lingered as well as his headache which came on with the growing storm. He hung his head out the window of his tree house watching the dark clouds inch closer and closer to the ravine. He'd been in his own little world, keeping to himself though he'd heard a few of their members had gone missing. He also wondered if Kaija was still captive but wasn't concerned enough to do anything about it himself. At least not for now.

The wind started to pick up and Tarnish realized if he wanted to check his traps he better do so now before the storm fully rolled in. Claws unsheathed he climbed down the tree and wandered over to the river where he had some fishing baskets set. Taking the rope in his jaws he began to pull one of them in.