Big Salmon Lake i'll strike a violent pose

@Ensio

hunger drew zharille along the lake's edge. she was not a patient creature when she was in this state, and when she saw a heron standing among the reeds she launched herself after it. this went as well as could be expected: zharille the blunt instrument, bludgeoning the grass while the heron took wing.

she paced along the edge for a few more minutes, snorting and disoriented by her failure, and then it was as if the heron had never been there at all. she shook the failure off of herself with a tousle of her shoulders, and began to move along again.