Greatwater Lake precious and fragile things

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At last the plains broke up into a straggly patch of woods, mostly birch and ash that surrounded the large lake. There was plenty of cover along the longer sides of the water body, providing protective grazing spaces for herds of ungulates. He suspected the smell that caught in his nose was one of those herbivores, which one had seemed to be recently killed. His inquisitive nature sparked, and Dovev spurred himself into the woods.
The white brute moved quietly between the thin trunks of the trees, nose twitching softly. Blood. It was permeating stronger, like the rich sound of a wolf's howl, floating through the forest. What had ended this poor creature's life? It soon became clear as the ground underneath his nails morphed into pebbly dirt. His oculars could see a form standing over a fresh carcass, tearing away. The fae's aroma was familiar. Dovev might've scented it in passing, although he had never pursued it. But now she was crouched over the prostrated form of a battered deer, it's neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Prodding closer, the white beast's skull stretched out, ears thrown forward at the sweet, rich meaty perfume. It would be so easy to just chase off the black canine and claim the kill for himself.