Blackfeather Woods and stole my heart away complete

her hips swung from the force of her wagging tail as she excitedly coursed maegi's scent. a chuff pulled the concentration out from under her, and as she looked upon her dam she read plainly the lack of affirmation in relmyna's countenance. feeling somewhat dismayed, astara slowly detached herself from the trail. she padded up alongside her mother, her gaze lingering on the trail she had found with confusion.

a harsh cry above gave her pause: she followed relmyna's gaze, startled to see the stare returned in the beady, oilspill form of an avian eye. it unnerved her. her hackles rifled upright and instinctively she sprung for the bird despite it being well out of her reach -- anything to break the intensity of that blackened stare.