Emberwood frozen tv dinner

the meeting with the council had since ended, each leader going their own way. bhediya needed a moment to think about something less sobering than the issue at hand. 

she was headed for the territory but caught wind of an unfamiliar scent. it was one that she'd noticed before but never followed, so the scout headed in its direction. 

a woman gnawing at the frozen corpse of a hare came quickly into bhediya's line of sight. she chuffed as she approached, wandering some feet away. we haven't met yet — a smile — not formally, anyway. i'm bhediya.