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She had strayed from the place she had started to settle in. Expected, perhaps, but she swore to return. It was the only thing she had that she could call hers.

Regardless her stomach beckoned her to follow a herd. She could not bring herself to touch the deer that roamed the plateau, unwilling to disturb them more than she must. They would be good for future mouths, future lives. For now she could pick across the lands and eat whatever morsels she found.

Only to be greeted with a new scent on her wander, one that was not of prey. This was one that matched her own kind. Granted the place it came from was unlike her. Large, snowy mountain man. She could not see his scars from here. Only that she was tiny when met with him.

She missed that it was a skeleton he stood above, only that he stood on something that seemed to disturb flying insects.

What is it? She asked cautiously, tail limp between her legs.