Blackfeather Woods Comin' in Hot

Moar heat time! Yay!

A growl came from Cyn's throat. She hadn't heard Phantom since she yelled at him. The wind blew through her fur and she felt a chill run through her from walking in the white blanket covering the ground.

Snow wasn't warm like a blanket though, it was an ice cold piece of crap she always knew it to be. The trees were bare and all the leaves had come off them awhile ago. The sun in the sky had hidden itself behind clouds making Cyn more chilly.

A feeling much like fire had come and as fast as it came it had dissappeared. Her fur spiked up at the feeling and she was alert just like she had been since she entered heat. Her tail stayed covered over her to prevent more of a scent to spread. Cyn knew that it would only help a little, because she left the scent behind her as she had continued walking.

As Cyn walked to nowhere in particular she felt her stomach growl ferociously at her. She already wasn't feeling great and hunger would only make it worse, but she would have much difficulty trying to catch something with her tail keeping the scent at bay. She sniffed the air and ignored her smell and focused on the scent of any prey she could get her paws on.

Not long later Cyn had caught a rabbit and three mice to eat. She started to rip through the meat on the fresh rabbit and started to basically inhale the food just to make her stomach shut the hell up.