Big Salmon Lake And through the night, so it seems I'm not breathing

The easy thing about geese is they weren’t as flighty. The hard thing about geese was some packed major attitude in the face of conflict. They were just as capable as sizing up their opponents. They still largely function off the ‘flight’ mechanism of their fight or flight technique, but sometimes there was that wildcard of ‘fight’ that was dealt. From the flock, it seemed like there were two large males and a female that were consistently monitoring their environment while some of the others settled. Unbeknownst as to how ranking systems worked in the avian world, Zsuzsa coined those larger fowl as the ‘Alphas’ of their flock and would keep her eye on them as well.
 
Slinking away in the bulrushes, Zsuzsa slipped behind the male and made her way around. Her stealth nearly became feline-like, creeping with ethereal paw falls and attempting to not make much movement with swaying cattails. One of the larger male geese caught the attention of something slipping in the distance of the bulrushes, but perhaps it was the breeze that willowed the plants. Ears flat against her skull and figure as low as possible to the ground, Zsuzsa crept on the opposite side where she was now facing the concealed male in the bulrushes and where the two wolves now had an advantage of boxing the flock in. The injured one started to hobble and cackle its way closer to where the male was. Perfect.
 
Then out of nowhere, a Raven descended down from the skies and landed in the midst of the geese. Giving a blaring caw, all the geese turned toward the blackbird that decided to rudely interrupt. The injured one then hobbled back to the core of the flock. Not so perfect now.
 
Zsuzsa’s heart dropped. Goddammit… The Raven that followed her since before coming to the Wilds was a bad omen, she was sure of it. The geese honked while the Raven cawed, clearly two avian languages that couldn’t be interpreted by anyone. Agitated, she kept low and still. This caused her to wait longer than intended to strike, and unfortunately, there was no way for Zsuzsa to use telekinesis to tell the male the injured one would now be more challenging to snag.