@Fenris
Morgana had been trolling the forest, searching for her latest prey. She hadn't come across anything that had caught her eye, which was unusual in this forest. She hadn't t been paying attention to where she had been going, only to find a slightly familiar face staring back at her. She rememberd the face but struggled to remember the name.
It was a black she-wolf, newly joined to the pack. She started the female intently, It's Fenris right? , Morgana asked.
Fenris stares at the wolf, mixed emotions she doesn't want to talk but then again she has nothing better to do she did wanted to explore alone but if this fellow pack member wants to join the she'lol let her. Fenris nods her head looking at the wolf "your Morgana?" Fenris huffs trying to remember her name as her ears pirk up "there's a bird near by" she says aquardly "we can talk some more" Fenris's starts to head off pituring the poor birds fate.
Morgana nodded. She liked the sound of exploring. Just then a hoard of crows flew above our heads, cawing an ominous call of the hunt. Morgana scowled at the winged creatures. She detested the fact that they scavenge, picking off of someone else's kill. But she adrmired their cunningness, their ability to get away with anything...literally. She signalled Fenris to follow her, heading the direction the birds were.
Morgana followed them silently, the estranged cawing, ringing in her ears. She stopped at a small cliff, low enough to jump down. But she didn't, instead, she surveyed the land below. There was a river, frozen through, tough enough to walk on. On the other side of the river, was another cliff, a dying tree gaming over the side. She spotted the source of the crowd, a dead deer. It looked like it had attemped to jump, the result, breaking its neck. She motion for Fenris to come over, Should we go down?, she asked in amusement.
Fenris had never been one for doing jurastic things but his time was different, she was something. She had been honored to make this female's acquaintance and was not about to show that she was weak. Sure, she said confidently. Jumping down from the ledge, she walked carefully over to the dead deer. It sure looked delicious. Suddenly, a little bunch of crows swooped down claiming the deer as theirs, startling Fenris in the process. She pounced at the crows, letting them know that it was her turn first to have her bite of the deer. The would be second.
Morgana chuckled at the she-wolf who was currently having a fight with a crow. Morgana walked over and loudly growled at the birds, making them retreat for now. Soon the bastards would return, but by then she would be long gone. She detested the scavenging birds, they were so annoying and was always stealing others food, at leased the ravens weren't that bad. Morgana bent her head down and tore open the deer's belly, digging her teeth in. She was so hungry. She didn't even look over to Fenris to see what she was up to. She assumed the female was also digging in, enjoying the meat while it was still fresh.