Big Salmon Lake Sharknado

Woah...does Peregrine have a tumor? Or is it something else?

And again, a raven perched on her back, content in its placement after its meal. Being stranded from her pack in the company of crows and ravens almost forced them to have a more comfortable relationship. The black birds liked to land on her back every once and a while; perhaps it was because of her soft fur. One raven in particular, one of the Matriarch's children, kept returning, almost claiming Potema as her personal perch. Potema didn't mind so long as they did not poop on her (which, fortunately, they have not done).

"I live nearby, but I've never been to this lake before." She shifted into a sitting position, prompting the raven to squawk indignantly before moving onto Potema's head. The girl pouted, wincing at the raven's talons. "They've taken a liking to me, these birds." The raven cawed in agreement.