Emberwood Swore I’d never let a man in my way.

Easy was making her way through the territory in what was becoming her routine check of the borders and caches. The borders just to check in on things and place her scent alongside that of her dam and her siblings', but the caches to drag out anything that was rotting and to be sure that they weren't running terribly low on food.

Today, she'd found the half-eaten remains of a fat raccoon that'd been largely picked over, but were now giving off an awful scent. She had plans to lay it out in the open and see if she could nab a few vultures when they came to eat -- but that was before she came across the matriarch's scent and decided it was time to say hello.

Easy began to follow Ibis's scent, and set the carcass aside so as not to offend as she trotted the remaining distance between them. "Hey -- Ibis," she called out with a wag of her tail, drawing closer to the other woman in tentative friendliness.