Fairspell Meadow Don't tell me I'm too hard to please

There was someone there. Fennec didn't notice them until she heard a voice, but it was soft (and far enough away) that it didn't startle her. She was already on alert as she moved into somewhat unfamiliar territory - all of her senses were on edge for whatever might materialize at her feet.

The ravens wheeled as she slowed down momentarily and one let out an impatient caw. She flicked an ear sideways, then decided against stopping entirely. She was guessing there was food at the end of this trail and she wanted to check out what the birds had found. It had to be something they couldn't get into themselves.

Whoever it was could follow if they wanted, she supposed, and she kept her ears open for the sound of a tail. She wasn't about to let them chase her away from whatever prize she might find, but depending on how big it was, she might be willing to share.