Shimmering Sands empress of fire

1/5 for general hunter trade

In another life, perhaps Åshild would have pursued the large forms of the deer licking up minerals.

She did not, however. Instead, she lay perched on the sand, body poised like an arrow ready to leave its string, watching. Deer were far too large a meal for her, even if she could pursue them. But she was no larger than the white furred foxes of her home, so she turned instead to watching.

This herd was young. A few does and a young buck, and two fawns. They were obviously concerned with her presence when they noticed her, the buck snorting and posturing while the does hurried the fawns away. But she did not leave, so they accepted the odd, small creature would stay at bay from their hooves and horns.

And she did. Åshild would have been stupid to even try it.