Blacktail Deer Plateau You can't take me, I'm free

Osprey cracked a grin at her brother, then took her bigger half of the rabbit, brought a little distance away from him and settled down to eat it. She tore piece after piece, chewing them a little or swallowing them whole. For the winter this creature had fared surprisingly well - the meat was soft and nutritious. Usually besides the plush coat, skin and bones there was little else of worth eating.

When she had finished, she licked her chops and yawned. "This was one good - remind me that I owe you a picnic in the wilds too," Osprey told her brother and meant it. "So, what now - it is obvious that with this delay we won't be catching that mist dragon. I wouldn't be surprised if he was high up in the sky by now," she lifted her head, squinted her eyes and observed the sky above her for a while. "Suggestions?"