Cedar Sweep for the weight of us

Shuku walked along the mostly deserted path, her coat dirty and her stomach empty. Her nose was nearly touching the ground as she desperately tried to catch the scent of  prey in the area. Ever since she had left her home to make a new one she didn't have that much luck with finding food. She had caught a sparrow a few days ago, and had dug up a family of mice, but neither of those had been enough to satisfy her hunger. She almost felt like giving up and collapsing to the ground in sorrow, but she was determined to succeed. So she kept dragging herself along the path, the long ends of the tree branches raking her back as she walked under them until she came to stop. She sniffed the ground around her. It smelled strong and fresh. Shuku had finally done it, she caught the scent of something.