Two Rivers Isle There are no roads here

Is there food here?

An odd first question, but she supposed the famine justified it. Aeronwyn paused for a moment, considering. "Yes, that there is. The Isle is home to raccoons, fox, and other small prey. Once the herds return, I suspect a few might make their way onto the Isle." She took a few smooth strides toward the river, speaking as she went. "The Isle is home to many different regions; woodland, plains, hills, and pools. There are a wide variety of places from which to choose a den."

Her paws met the edge of the river then, and she turned but to Shink, eyeing him. "I'm assuming you swim? Because if not, it may present a problem." With a smile, she slid into the river like a fish, used to the tugging current from having crossed it so often. Long strides took her quickly to the opposite bank, her eye on Shink to see how he was faring.