Big Salmon Lake Friendly Encounters

She'd never before seen a raptor quite this close, glancing up from her sheltered area by the shore to glance at it as it landed on the ice. Abandoning her own attempts to drink through the small hole she'd made in it, she instead flopped down onto her stomach, content to observe the bird as it flutters to a nearby tree, gaze tracing briefly the outline of its sharp beak and wondering if she could make it a meal. She seems to wonder that a lot, now.