Bearclaw Valley Night Shift

many wolves had violated the sanctity of her den in these hours -- and many more would come, though she did not know it.

galena earned the nightcrow's respect then, for she stopped short of the invisible line that caused astara to bristle when it was crossed. she bent as if a supplicant, procuring the token for astara to visually inspect from afar. her nose twitched inquisitively; fat hare in this hour was but a rare treat after dining on naught but carrion for a week.

in loping gollum-strides astara broke from the den and snatched the hare delightfully; wheeling back in a surprisingly graceful rollback for one so gravid, she scuttled down the mouth of her den and could be heard ripping enthusiastically into flesh.