Snowforest Taiga Breath of Terramorphous

Okay. Enough of this. Her jaw hurt and that root so wasn't happening. She finished off what she could and abandoned the rest of it to whatever fate may fall upon it. Perhaps there were rabbits around here. Their giant front teeth were far more adept for plant life than their fangs and canines. They did require meat. Truly. Unfortunately, this area was about as barren as a crone and no body wanted to fuck with old and ugly.

"If they even have rats," she murmured, leaving the root behind. She lifted to her paws, pressed past their tenderness and moved to join Nochtli. "I haven't even seen a damn rabbit in days." It appeared as though the female had picked a direction for them. Citali was content to follow after. At this point, they were just hoping luck would find them. They'd lost their prince's scent weeks ago. They just weren't talking about it.

This terrain was awful. Terrible. Dreadful. She wanted a forest again. She wanted trees. She wanted grass. She wanted birds overhead that weren't circling and waiting for her to die so they could pick apart her corpse. She glanced skyward. Those buzzards were hovering. Even with the wide, open space, they were crowding her. "I'd kill to find a tree."