Big Salmon Lake ruin my moonlight

She maintained a strong stare toward the ground. Still waiting patiently in the spot she was informed to stay put in by the brute. Unaware of his large physique edging closer through the grasses.

Her ears perked forwards as the ground now morphed into a weird almost pheasant-like shadow figure. She had then drawn her head up to face the brute. It was almost like a weight lifted from her shoulders, relief she wasn't alone anymore. 

Before she can even bring herself to thank him,  she instead quickly turned her head back down to the ground and vigorously began scarfing down the bloody mess. Her lips and chest quickly became stained from the scarlet ick.