Sequoia Coast it doesn't matter

@Nightstar

Queenie hadn't gone far from where she had met Zen only a few days prior, but she'd made an effort to move a bit more inland so as to get away from the stinging needles of the sea breeze in winter. She'd been lucky; a buck hadn't gotten caught in a bush of thistle only a few yards in from the treeline and likely froze to death. It'd probably sucked for him, but Queenie was beyond thankful to have been the first to find him. 

Once she'd had her fill, she made a point to mark in a small circle around the carcass before strolling off to a nearby tree and resting in the snow below it.