Flycatcher Downs Thunder only happens when it's raining

coyotes were fast, but the blackbird faster. her strides longer. her teeth stronger.

she lurched for the first she saw and it sprung with a shriek, darting past her teeth. astara set after it at a loose trot, head down as she tracked its trail. ahead she heard the snap of branches and saw the lioness' form lurch, the coyote springing from her jaws much as it had done to astara.

in this moment the wraith surged after the thing, while its attention was elsewhere. she set her sights on the beast's hind limb and drove for a hock, teeth bared and ready to churn bone to brittle.