Blackbeak Bluff free ourselves

Spica had stuck around in the forest a little bit to search for some food, and she'd been successful eventually. Food came a lot more hard-fought out here in the wilds, and Spica was proud as she walked out of the forest with two dead mice dangling by her mouth. A snack, at the very least, for the pair of them. They were quite plump, if Spica said so herself (maybe they were rats or something?). When in the distance she saw some stranger approach her sister Spica muttered under her breath, Fucker better not be hungry. She only had two, after all, and it wasn't like mice were easy to share with anyone.

Without thinking much about it Spica dashed out into the open plains towards her sister and the stranger, a big grin on her face. She galloped up to them with a proud stature and her tail waved amicably as she came to a grinding halt next to her identical sister. She dropped the mice (though kept an eye on the stranger) and said, Brought us some lunch. It wasn't much; she knew that it wouldn't keep them fed for very long, not much more than just a quick snack. However, it was still better than nothing and the little fuckers had been hard enough to catch. Hopefully, they would be able to take down something a little more substantial soon. Living and hunting on their own was a lot harder than she'd expected.

While protectively pulling one of the mice towards herself Spica said, Hi! Who've you got here? The question seemed directed mostly towards the stranger, who she was looking at, although the words sounded more like she was asking her sister than the stranger directly.