Blackfeather Woods springtime storms

The overcast above threatened springtime storms, rumbling a warning as Selena swiftly made her way through the forest. The subordinate had never been to this part of the area before but she was tired of fishing, and was sure her Lady and Lord must be tired of the taste it. She could hunt small game just fine and had now found herself drawn just south of her home. The wafting scents of rabbit and squirrel teased her, bringing her mouth to a drool.