Neverwinter Forest Perception of reality, becomes reality.

Vole. The plump, juicy little rodent was gobbled up quickly, leaving Vallkyrie satisfied with her little snack, bones and all. She reminded herself of her darkly coated traveling companion, having nearly choked to death on that rabbit. She knew it wouldn't be long before she saw her again. They did live now amongst the same forest, did they not? Though Belharra was shacking here and Kyr had 'went to the dark side' so to speak, Vallkyrie had no intention of kicking her friend out, despite Mal's disliking of her. 

Speaking of the devil, she scented the woman's presense. She lifted, trailing the scent, her nose moving from the earth to sky and back again. And after a time, lo and behold! Theres the famous Belly Bog! She called forth with a bark of words.