Dragoncrest Cliffs party down with vigor and candor

Haunt had to shut her eyes completely against the glare of the winter sun on all the snow. When they finally adjusted, she squinted at her young cohort. "Yeah," she replied, pointing to the dead rodent flopped at her feet, "rats."

She could've offered to share with him, yet the meal was so meager. And he'd startled her not once but twice. Sorry, pal, she thought. Haunt still didn't feel hungry, though she really wanted to put it in a cache. If Val happened to find it there and eat it, then, well, she'd still achieved her goal.

"I'm gonna go stash this, then head back to my spot," she said, then plucked up her small kill. "See you."