Silver Creek Turkey Day

Natashe sat up at the sound of Spring's call, and stood up stretching her muscles languidly before trotting in the direction of her sister's voice. Following her smell she soon stood behind Spring, her mouth watering as she stared at the large birds longingly "oh yes..." She said happily, her tail wagging in earnest.


She took note of the uneven number of Turkeys and tried to figure out the plan. " Avoiding the wings and talons is a good idea. The wings are very powerful." She said in a whisper, so as not to disturb the birds and cause them to flee.