Broken Antler Fen Why Not?

Aduin wanted the flowers to grow back. The leaves to dance in the wind. Not some empty howling, but whistling as air rushed through leaves. This was all dull and unsettling. A landscape of no green. He missed that color. He missed the plants that hid him when he felt like needing alone time. And the plants brought prey. Now, there was barely any around. No large prey that he could see.

A howl brought him a warm feeling. Brandy must have wanted to show him a find. Aduin trotted in her direction, then found her. Surrounded by dead bugs. She was in a clear space, and he stepped lightly to avoid crunching any of the bodies. They didn't feel right under his toes. 

"Brandy? What is it?" Then he froze. Was that a crunch?

I can only imagine his face at seeing a locust in her mouth. He would probably find it disgusting