Broken Antler Fen berryblade

Winter was always worrisome, but this winter seemed to be turning into an especially tough one for the Fen. Eljay had experienced it before: a famine. He was afraid that if they let the nutrias do their thing, it might turn into another one. The last time had not been specifically in the winter, but to see creatures eat away food that their other prey needed was harrowing nonetheless and reminded Eljay of the last time. What if the other animals left? The other prey was getting scarcer every day. It had to be stopped.

Eljay was just contemplating all this when Teya showed up at the den. He looked up at her and nodded, unable to hide the worry on his face. Hey Teya, he greeted, and he waited to hear her thoughts.