Dragoncrest Cliffs Stranger crusaders

Snow on the ground, creating a land made for the bear. Overhead soared the uppik, just as pleased with the weather; two wintry predators in their element, searching. Ahead, trekking be their prey.

For his companion, a mouse.

But for the wolf, he stalked a young, wayward doe.

Rosalyn spotted the doe first... and slipped into a crouch as well, tailing it.  Then the bird overhead, a shadow that startled her momentarily, and caused her to pause and glance up.

She recognized it, and a quick glance sideways let her meet Aningan's gaze.  She attempted to match him, and with her one good eye, to glance between.  She was careful not to alert their prey, but she wished to signal to him that she knew he was there... and that together, perhaps they could improve their chance of success.  

In this, she'd allow him to direct, should he wish to try.