Sunset Valley you don't make a deal to become immortal with angels

The thought of going after the deer seemed like a good one, if only she could avoid injury. Taking one down alone isn’t… an impossible feat but they look healthy, despite the recent famine but the foliage is enough to start bringing them back into the world. They had been getting by on small game for the most part, with an occasional snag of something larger if it were to come by. The benefits of one portion of her claim covered in salt, at least.

Thuringwethil moves back out into the open when her chance has become slim, one of them notices the inky blotch against the background and waste no more time before they turn and run the opposite direction. Out of reflex, the young leader bounds forward after them but her chase eases off when they get farther away from her than she can catch.