Broken Antler Fen Stubborn Girl

The marshes were a good source of food, from the frogs to the fish to the waterfowl. Kareja frequented them often in hopes of a meal, sometimes successful and sometimes not. It was a bit surprising to see Brandy considering the two didn’t cross paths often. 

Brandy was gaunt looking with raw gashes down her body from the bear hunt. Kareja's paw had healed rather nicely, with only a few days of sore limping. 

"Brandy? Are you okay?" Kareja moved closer, concern evident in her tone.