Wild Berry Meadow you got me some type of way

at first her ears airplane a bit at the remark. food was food for the simple iseul, whether it was something decadent or something that had to be scrounged for. she wondered if the reason why this one was so skinny and small was that she never ate anything unless it was perfect. the bird still lay there for the taking, and as iseul kept crunching, she could hear the unsatisfied nose spitting from the viper. and here, she hides an entertained and coy smile as she eats.

though, something is offered, an idea, or more a sharing of talents. here iseul lifts up her head from the carcass and thinks. she could bring down something with her large size, not a problem there. what use could Solaris be? perhaps it was just her inexperienced and youthful brain speaking to her, only seeing strength as the real reason why hunts are successful instead of strategy.

she could use a full belly anyways, the bird really was not all that tasty. so, iseul gets up to her paws and nods toward Solaris. she isn't sure quite what to expect, but hopefully it would pan out to be more of a learning experience. "where to?" iseul doesn't know this land quite that well, so she hoped that the older female might have more knowledge as to where big game strays to in the fall.