Dragoncrest Cliffs there is a special place in hell: it's really hip, very exclusive

Her gaze widened when she saw something vaguely wolf-shaped throw itself into the swarm, followed closely by another. The birds all took to the air, now, too heavy and bulky to get far they merely scattered throughout the barren trees. Dalia stood shock still, gaze wide and very much resembling a deer caught in the headlights. A low growl rumbled from the throat of one of Blixen's siblings, angry words following soon after. While he may not have been threatening, exactly, he still towered over the petite girl, who's tail curled tightly around her hindquarters.  "i'm sorry" She said, soft voice sounding positively meek as the words left her, ears splayed out. "I'll get you something else - promise." Her gaze found the girl, wondering if she would be angry too, and just how long this task would take with her less-than-fabulous hunting skills.