Grouse Thicket Hold me close and hold me fast

"FeathersfeathersFEATHERS!" An excited slur of words burbled from the bundle of energy. She pawed hastily at the pile of feathers, left behind by a grouse which had lost at least a good portion of its tail, if not more, some time recently. She rolled in them, allowing a few of the littler feathers to get stuck in her wild tangle of dark fur. When she stood and shook herself, a few fell out- but not all of them. She grabbed some of the bigger feathers- long, thin beige feathers with thin bands of brown- and stuck them into the fur along her back, as close to her shoulders as she could reach. 

She'd begun to trot forward, hoping in this thicket to find either more grouse feathers to add to her plumage or a grouse she could eat...Which would then give her more feathers to stick into her fur. But rather than a bird, she spotted a wolf- or what she thought was a wolf, though it was hard to tell at a distance, as the creature looked as though it had no ears. 

"Oh, hay? Hey, you?" She called out, bounding forward a bit before she stopped. Yeah, it was a wolf, but with no ears. "Woah, where'd yer uh," She asked, before she changed her mind. That'd be rude. "Yo, you seen any burds aroun' here?  Like any kind, but preferably like partridges er grouse er pheasants er somethin' along those lines. You seen anything around here like that?"