Broken Antler Fen Bon appetit?

Brandy nodded, obviously suppressing a laugh, and chose a different route to try. Using her tail, she began to sweep the crunchy locusts towards where the white female had pointed to. She'd be slower moving than Pearl, but perhaps she'd be able to move more at once. Sebastian would be happy they came up with something to help out the wolves of the fen, right? Even if it would be just mice and rats or whatever little creatures would come to eat the carcasses, it was better than starving.