Broken Antler Fen it loves as harsh

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the day, as it stretches on into early afternoon, despite the warmth of the sun along her back, does not warm too much more than the chill of the morn. praimfaya moves thru the heart of the fen, pausing to check their emptied food caches ...as if she expected food to magically appear there. she's thought about stowing a rabbit leg in a few of them but doesn't because she wants to keep her strength up and because a hind rabbit leg is horrendously and embarrassingly meager — regardless that the famine hasn't exactly allowed her much opportunity to hone her hunting skills. occasionally, there is bigger prey. a bird, a fox, a badger.

with a soft sigh she turns from the caches and lopes forward, her general destination the borders. at least patrolling the borders worked to distract her from the never fully sated rumble in her stomach.

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