Blackfeather Woods Where the wild things are

I really hope for her to join this! Perhaps @Titmouse or @Ramsay could show? @Maegi. Forwarded to tomorrow evening

She had been gifted survival by a kindly stranger, given a hare that became a physical representation of her instinctual drive to survive. She had almost lost it to a thief and had turned Savage, defending what was hers and then quickly eating it because she had learned her lesson not to hold onto it any longer. The food had given her energy and with it she was reborn. She was a silent predator, fully cloaked in wild instincts and this was why she paused at the entry to the dark wood. It smelled claimed and she yearned for that dark solitude, a place where she was sure a suvivalist would be welcomed. She paced and called for whoever ran the place, liac eyes gleaming with determination.