Silvertip Mountain So you embrace them in the hopes that you'll survive

SUCCESS FINALLY

You will not fail this time. You can't. Niita followed the scent of hedgehog, nose low and mouth open to scent it properly. Given her luck, maybe hedgehog wasn't such a good food choice but it was large enough to make up for the days she couldn't hunt and tantalizingly close.

The Anreis found her prey snuffling around a tree trunk, digging its muzzle into the soil for worms and gobbling them down with greedy smacking noises. Niita crept close, considering how to go about killing the spiny mammal. 

Knowing she was bound to get poked with a handful of the spines no matter what, the girl leapt for the hedgehog which curled on itself to expose a ball of spines that counteracted Niita's attempts. Pulling up short, Niita batted the thing with a growl. 

It rolled over to a flat rock, one that leaned against a boulder. Coming up with an idea that might be crazy enough to work, the white wolf clambered atop the boulder and pushed the flat rock with all her might. It fell slowly, gathering momentum, until it slammed into the hedgehog which made a sick cracking noise.

Hopping down, Niita wedged her head under the flat rock and heaved it off the now dead hedgehog. As the rock fell to the side, Niita let out an excited yip. She had finally caught something! Digging into its fleshy underside ravenously, Niita felt a bit of triumph for herself.