Meadowlark Prairie Fowl

The larger male was a good hunting partner, and he seemed to know what he was doing. Cinna felt she was just lucky this go around, but she was still grateful for the experience and would continue to hone her skill.

With the male's assistance, Cinna pinned the bird down. It pecked at her paws and she growled before dispatching it with a swift jerk. Swiping up a trickle of blood, she dipped her head to the male and said, panting, "H...hello. I'm Cinna, thanks for... the help!"