Silver Creek Ain’t no mountain high enough

@Laika

For the morning hours Spring found herself patrolling and remarking the borders of Silver Creek.  Along the way she picked up some of the scents of the new possible recruits, no intruders though which she was more than satisfied with.  As she walked she never ran across anyone, but that was fine, because Spring actually felt it comforting to have this time by the borders to herself.  It was calming to be alone as the sun beat down on her back.

At noon Spring stalked quietly across the ground as she hunted a rabbit, her eyes trained on the fluffy creature.  She darted forward and killed it with a quick bite to the neck.  For a few moments Spring stared triumphantly down on her kill before eating.  The meat of the rabbit was juicy, and Spring could tell that the conditions of the meat had improved by far since the famine.  She finished the rest enjoyably.

Now it was night and the stars shone in the sky.  Spring walked through Silver Creek finding herself for the hundreth time admiring it's beauty.  For the first time since Spring remembered, she found that she wasn't as pained by the memory of her offspring and their horrible ends.  Soon she found herself under one of the silver maples, staring quietly into the stars as she wondered absently if her children lay up there.