Horizon Ridge Fox in the Rough

Olive was heavy and pregnant and was not a very good hunter; but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to try! As expected, the woman had long since developed quite an appetite for meat — the bloodier, the better. It pained her somewhat to do so, as she normally was a very selective eater , choosing to strip bushed of their tender leaves and berries instead of profiting off of others’ loss of life.  But her body was busily growing her babies and now Olive was nearly voracious. She sought more food than Dakarai could bring her from the caches and his own own hunts, so she supplemented with whatever  could catch: prey such as small field mice and similar vermin; the kind that could not outrun a wounded, clamoring woman such as herself. Olive followed her appetite out from Ravensblood Forest to the ridge that sat adjacent to the grove of bleeding timbers, but there she found something better than vermin: a quicksilver fox, trying and failing to climb a tree. Olive chuckled at the creature’s antics and she tried to stifle the sound by lifting a pale paw to her mouth, hoping she hadn’t offended the small woman.