Bramblepoint башня

Try as she might, she couldn't will her comrades to her side. Even on a clear day, this would have been a difficult, trying hunt but oh, after week after week of seeing nothing sizable enough to really share, this was singing a siren's song to her lengthened-out desperation. It had been since the cliffs, honestly, that she had tasted fresh meat like his.

But, but.. but, she was alone and feeling frustrated, so slicked back her ears and had her breath held while the massive beast was paused, looking absolutely her way. Not good, she supposed as she got a good count on his antler's points through the brush and the fog.

She only moved to creep down lower, mostly crouched and stayed still a bit. Eventually, she had to slink on a few steps, trying to plan a good way to swing wide around to the north of him (though this forest threw her sense of direction--it was just a "best guess" which way that even was). Maybe she might suggest he head towards the Fen, and tell his friends about the place too while he was at it...