Moonspear You can see your life out the window tonight

"That would be great - I haven't had a decent chunk of deer in so long," Wraen replied, taking notice of the to-be-dinner-one-day signs as well. During her scouting expeditions she had seen a herd of deer right by the borders of Morningside and had regretted that Moonspear was located too far to seize the opportunity. Their numbers kept growing - they were almost twenty heads here now - and, though it was great to have influx of fresh blood and new faces, it also put pressure on the existing resources. And in winter, when they weren't as rich and plentiful as in summer, this was a thing to worry about.

But at this moment all her focus was on the task at hand - and where Hydra caught scent of their target, Wraen had also found a snow hole with wing tracks. She examined it, sniffing at the edges, and then with one quick glance side-ways to her companion, she moved onwards.