Fox's Glade and I don't feel no remorse, and you can't see past my blinders

@Dakarai

The girl made quick work of the carcass she'd found, not there had been much to it. She'd chanced upon it early that morning, the clearing tainted heavily with the scent of cougar. The cat must have brought the deer - as she'd determined it to be after an examination of the skull - down in the past few days, and had been returning intermittently to eat its fill. By the time the shadow finished with it, it was little more than hooves and a skull, which she'd cracked open with some difficult to gain access to the tender bits within. Bones scattered the clearing, along with numerous prints and tracks. These attracted her gaze now as slowly, she stood. Surely one of them out to be fresh, and proved a more filling meal than the deer, which bordered now on carrion. Giving a stiff shake of her pelt, and moving to a promising line of tracks, she began her inspection of those nearest the deer.