Honeyed Pasture quoth the raven "swag galore" freestyle rapping at my door

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The grasses were tall enough to hide Ragna, which suited her well. She did not need to startle the grazing herd and trigger a stampede. Her only interest was in watching, as one wolf could not hunt such large pray alone. The pastures were too far from the Malkaria to be a suitable hunting location. Too far from home and too close to other packs. She did not wish to strain the herd. There were other hunting grounds nearer the Copse.

The sun was hot and high and there was no shade but what the grass afforded. Ragna grew thirsty and left her post to find one of the small streams that fed into the pasture. Once she found it, muddy and shallow but water nonetheless, she drank long and deep of it.