Redtail Rise Rat queen

Attn: @Astraeus. Forward-dated to 10/26 to account for travel time.

Crunch. That was the sound made when Draper bit down on the mouse he had caught. It had been a fat one, and the coyote licked his lips, smearing a bit of blood on his muzzle in the process. He scanned the immediate area, always alert in case somebody decided to ambush him. Having lived primarily on his own for so long, he was used to the quiet hum of anxiety that hung over his head.

Satisfied that nobody was out to get him in the next moment, he set his sights on the next scent trail, a small critter of some sort, and hopefully something that would keep him going to the next.