Hushed Willows The eyes of a true wolf

did not see that curveball coming! Kunik's bisexual by the way :P

Kunik quirked a brow at the female's playful attitude, grinning slightly. It was a rare expression for Kunik indeed, few endeared themselves to her. Her mind had been made up about Flora rather quickly as it was, having placed her in the positive end of her mind's spectrum.

The brownish red woman pushed aside her thoughts for now, mind set on the task of hunting. She paused in her movements as she caught wind of a fawn, an alone one. Perhaps the child to the injured doe she and Grace had slain? It was possible the mother had left it to lie low before moving away to eat as does sometimes did. Only this time the mother hadn't returned, perhaps the mother had been the deer they found injured perhaps not. Food was food.

Kunik raised her head, "I smell a fawn. It is the way." Small brown paws beat the ground softly as she raced in the direction of the fawn. Once nearing it she slowed, body lowering somewhat as she searched the high grass for the vulnerable young.