Silvertip Mountain Heating up

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Zaria sat down in the snow before a small kill. Though she didn't look happy at all. In fact it seemed the female was fuming. She felt mad at everything! She wasn't sure why since she never felt like this before. The rabbit at her feet was the after math of her wrath. She had not killed it because she was hungry. In fact her appetite had been less too lately. Zaria growled at the rabbit and attacked it again. It was a mix of feeling frustrated and powerless. She didn't know where her agitation came from.

Zaria's mother had died at her birth, in fact Zaria was alive today since she had crawled tightly against her dead mother. Her grandfather that had killed her mother and siblings, missing her since her coat blended perfectly with her mother's. Not having a mother when growing up or ever experiencing a heat before it made a bit clueless what was currently happening to her body.