Spotted Eagle Mountain the most beautiful girl in the room

Quip sprawled comfortably beneath an elm, licking the blood from her paws after a successful hunt and subsequent meal. When she finished, she licked her chops and sat up a little straighter to peer around the forest. She would miss it. She had lived here for several months since meeting Joker. But he had gone off to explore elsewhere—making it clear he wanted to fly solo—and although she had pouted and wallowed for a day or two, the vixen was now ready to embark on her own adventure.

Feeling energized, she sprang to her feet and bounded toward the edge of the sleepy little "holler." She began to climb, then took a moment to repose on a rock shelf and survey the woods one last time. Quip might never be back here, even though all eight of her kits were buried here. Rest in peace, she thought, biting at her lip, before turning and continuing her upward climb. She blended in particularly well with the charred backdrop even as she kept an eye out for the eagles that gave this mount its name.

@Tytonidae