The Heartwood do well; do good

@Caracal

Stalking was fun and all, but eventually Diantha got bored (or run off). Whatever, she could find some other way to pass the time. There were boatloads of wolves around here, and surely one of them was bound to be amusing. Still hungry, she did manage to find some days-old carrion preserved by the snow that would tide her over a little while longer. She had always been small, but the winter and her lack of hunting skills had really thinned her out. It was a good thing that she had all this fur to keep her warm, because her body fat sure wasn't doing her any favors.

Her belly round from the latest meal, she lay prone on a large snow-covered log, soaking up whatever warmth the sun would give her this afternoon.