Hideaway Strath Whispers would deafen me now

for @Kynareth Deagon
set for 2/21 ish; set not too long after this thread
early evening, mist, 21F

She had many things on her mind—things she wanted to discuss with Ky. They had always been able to talk about things, no matter the topic or the feelings behind it. 

She considered seeking him out, but thought she might try to eat something first. She had a rare break in feeling sick and had pulled the freshest thing from the cache closest to the den. A thin hare was what was on the menu tonight, and she carried it back to the den and settled down in front of the opening. She quickly got to work, taking a bite and chewing it slowly as she thought. Her chewing slowed to a stop as spike of nausea shot through her gut. She immediately spit out her mouthful and shook her head. It had sounded good in theory, but something about the taste of them meat seemed gross. And now the thought of eating anything sounded awful. 

She sighed and scooted a little bit away from the carcass so she wouldn't have to see or smell it while she waited for the sickness to fade. Once she felt good enough, she had every intention of finding her husband. But for now, she rested her head on her paws and willed the time to pass to when she didn't feel like she would vomit her entire stomach into the snow. At least the mist was chilled by the air—she just tried to focus on how nice it felt on her face.