Otter Creek among the chestnut trees of Mamre

Sorry for being slow with this! I'll fade it here.

when the beast drifted off with the meal, she was of two minds - stay where she was and die, or struggle to move with the temptation he presented. surely her god would not forsake her here. surely this was a test - and he, a messenger, some sort of heavenly embodiment - and to ignore his direction was objectively wrong of her. so she did her best, struggling to her feet and making the gradual climb towards the water; once she met the piled body that was to be her meal (perhaps her final meal), she did not wait. the mustelid was picked at, then pulled at, and gradually devoured. it sated enough of her hunger that she drifted - belly full - in to a slight stupor; and when she finally looked to seek out the angel which had rescued her, he was gone.