Firefly Glen Fear in the Unknown

It should've been the other way around.

Selena agreed inwardly with the young one, but outwardly shook her head no. "The large game we used to hunt- deer, elk, all of that, they began to migrate more and more south. The packs the took over the territories around my family were over-hunting as a tactic to starve the other packs out. It affected the smaller packs first, the family packs." She wasn't much for having stoic grace when it came to things that made her upset, and so she sat like a wilting flower, her voice soft and slow. 

She was still processing the change and grieving the comfort she once had. Spirits knew that there was more to it than that, but that was just what her mother told her of the situation. At the mention of small prey and the difficulty of catching it, Selena snorted in agreement. She found herself starved for food whenever she wasn't around a body of water. Luckily she was pretty good at fishing, so she fancied herself a pescatarian as of late.

One may expect the next question would have upset the girl further, but instead she smiled fondly at the thought of her siblings. "Yes. One sister who is my age and three younger brothers." Selena cast a glance to a rustling in some distant bramble, but disregarded as nothing was visible and no further movement went detected. "What about you? Just you and your sister, or are there more?"