Broken Antler Fen but written in history

Lmao was literally writing a thread for us <3

She'd wandered into some fen. Wet, cool. Perhaps cold where it will freeze. She scanned the land, wondering what to do. She had nothing, no one. She was bored of just surviving.
She sighed, trudging. It was tranquil here, prey plenty and all.

Her head lifted at voices, realising she wasn't alone. She couldn't make out the words -- probably because they were foreign -- but trotted forward all the same, chuffing softly with a soft wave of the tail.
A woman and a younger girl, possibly daughter. She smiled, approaching.

"Hey there!" She slowed, stopping an easy distance away.