Heron Lake Plateau wuornos

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She needed to be useful, and she had rested long enough. The woman's role was dependent on keeping men happy and at the moment, her fixation was upon Phox. It wasn't hard to fall back to the behavior that lesser men had beaten in to her — specifically, she wanted to find him something to eat. Maybe if she brought him something special he would reward her with his company, or a kind word.

It also occurred to Camilla that she wouldn't be able to explore the surrounding territories for a while, not with the threat of her husband still darkening the Redhawk's doorstep; so she was left to find a gift worthy of Phox without going far. It would be a difficult task. With the weather getting colder and the land often covered in thin layers of ice and snow, it was unlikely that the birds native to the plateau would linger. Most of them had probably fled south for the season, and that meant her hunt would be short lived at best.

But, she'd try anyways. If only to keep herself away from the strangers of the pack, and to impress Phox.