Duck Lake looking like a snack

Rue lingered patiently as the man finished his meal, lowering her frame into the snow to watch the ducks resettle. She debated over whether to attempt to grab one for herself, but it was likely the flock would be more wary after witnessing the demise of one of their comrades. 

Rue's attention turned to the man as he approached, and the closer he came the bigger he seemed to get. Rue rose to her feet. She was not as wary around strangers as she used to be, trusting the packscent clinging to her pelt to protect her. Even so, the man was quite large, and Rue was unwilling to remain upon the ground with his massive, feathery, bloody-spattered form looming over her. 

"..Hello," she greeted him after a beat, when it became clear he was not going to speak first. "I'm Ruenna, of Blacktail Deer Plateau." Her tail stirred in a small showing of amicability.