King Elk Forest chomping right down

@Ksenia!

Oh go on then, she decided, with more than a hint of uncertainty — but a certain devil-may-care attitude brought about by the relief of seeing green grass again. It was just past dawn, and Shreya had finally decide to nip out of the Silver Creek borders and have a sniff around that big forest they'd passed through on the way here. Being old and rather frail she had never done this before, but, off she went now, trot trot trot, right over the borders until she walked among unfamiliar trees.

Shreya enjoyed the light breeze and growing plants for a while, and then almost stepped on a mouse. It was already half-dead, for whatever reason, and, while not a good hunter at all, the wild wolf seized her chance. Then there it was, the little prey, dead and loose between her teeth. She was very tempted to swallow it right down, but restrained herself — she had great grandchildren to feed. So she turned and started to make her way back through the forest, cutting her little adventure short.