Great Bear Wilderness Ruby

@Sawyer <3 set a little ways out from Neverwinter Forest. (:

She had just fished, and was quite pleased with herself. While Portia had never been the greatest hunter, she prided herself on her quick reflexes when it came to fishing. She was not the biggest fan of the taste, but could usually rely on the water for food. Before her lays a fish-- of sorts-- that she'd just snatched from the small river before her. Water drips from her muzzle, and she licks her lips hungrily before dipping her head to sniff the creature. It smells fishy, but nothing out of the ordinary, and so she digs in.

Daintily-- as she does everything-- the freckled face begins to gnaw at the side of the fish, crunching through scales and into flakey meat. She scrunches up her nose as she pauses, always hating the taste of fish but-- God bless her-- desperate times call for desperate measures. Comfort is nothing but a privellege.