Blackfeather Woods Passing Over the Border

  As she walks forward, she feels Grim nip at her legs. She grunts and looks backwards with a smile, and sees him looking all innocent like. But the same thing that he sees captures her eye. A potential deer antler poking out from the long grass.

  Her mate informs her to go to the left and kisses her muzzle before heading off to the opposite direction. She lets her whole body drop onto the floor. Her coal colored fur brushed against the grass as she tried to keep downwind of the animal. She keeps her ears flat and muscles tense. With her black pelt among the grass, she sticks out like blood amongst snow. But as long as she kept downwind from the prey, she should be fine.