Greatwater Lake Before we ever learned the fear of being bold

before I forget <3 maybe a @Figment ?

Fennec was making her best effort to hunt but it was not going well. She wished her raven friends (if you could call them that) had chosen to follow her, but it seems they'd stayed behind. She was on her own and fuck... she sucked at this.

She listened to the fading flutter of wings as she shook out her soaked forlegs, one at a time. She'd heard the geese and decided to try her luck, but she hadn't realized the lake was so close until she had unexpectedly fallen partially in. There probably wasn't a thing left in this pond for her to hunt after that. At least, nothing that wasn't wise to what she was doing there.

Fennec sat down with a quiet huff and began to clean the lake water and mud from her fur as best she could. When she'd buried her furs and all in the Bramblepoint for temporary safekeeping, she should have called for them, but she hadn't. Half the time they didn't answer anyway and she'd figured this was a good time to prove what she was made of solo. Instead it seemed it was just kind of time to go back empty handed. Maybe @Bronco was having more luck.

As she combed her teeth through the fur of her shoulder, Fennec kept a careful ear on the water. She was still semi-hopeful something would be stupid enough to come back and give her a second shot. At least this time she could judge where the bank was.