Duck Lake Prelude I

there a deer.

well, once a deer. old and brittle. meat mostly gone from other scavengers, some larger than them and some smaller. still there was enough meat to strip off before it went sour. a few ravens hopped off, although they seemed to not go far. not startled at all by the arrival of two poor things.

eat,

this she instructed him with a bit of a firmer tone. inclined to sit aside while he had his fill of what was left.