Wapun Meadow Safety in an Open Mind

The subtle sounds of another's light footfalls pattered from behind, crunching the dried grass leftover from the previous autumn sun. Tuwawi's ears rolled back to listen carefully, figuring her guest to be Fox, for her steps were distinct — quick paced with meaningful purpose. Her guess proved to be correct when the leader's blazing fur shone in her peripheral, and they exchanged a friendly greeting with gentle nudges. Tuwawi's ears fell away momentarily in deference to her superior before returning to their erect position, ever watchful gaze observing the herds.

Although the solitude on the rolling hill had been nice, the pleasant day was better shared with company. Her ruddy tail thrummed upon the ground, a perceptible sign of Tuwawi's good mood, while her expression remained serene. 'Looks like we won’t have to worry about food this spring,' Fox commented. It was definitely a true statement. Pickings would be easy, and soon much more than prey would bless the fertile lands: berries, fish, and edible vegetation alike. Even though the woods of Swiftcurrent would offer a generous bounty, Tuwawi felt more at home in these fields. How similar they were to Kindred's Windrunner Plains... laced with sweet heather and honey suckles. Truly she was blessed to belong to a home so near this unique purchase.

"Mm, yes... I have been watching the herds," she said as her ears rotated, dish-like, to ponder other far-off sounds, "I was worried. After the cougar much of the prey went into hiding; but I am happy to see they didn't stray too far. This herd in particular will have many calves. There is another farther East that will be a little late with their fawning." Tuwawi was astute in her observation as she scanned the meadow, turning to Fox with a courteous gaze. "We will not have to wait much longer for the birth of their young. The fawns will make easy prey." Though the young were always deceptively fast on their stick-like limbs, the mothers always tended to hide their babes in the tall grass and sometimes it was like a treasure hunt to find them.