Chimera Fields Just Keep Hunting Just Keep Hunting

Part of Dwin's mind was still angry at her for feeling like a fool, the other - that kept the smile on her lips and twinkle in her eyes - reasoned that, why should she not enjoy it, while it lasted? She was not a girly girl, so, why not feel like one of them for a day? Like Dee, when she spoke about the boy she fancied and who she was about to get married to?

"Tough luck in this weather, don't you think?" she remarked, looking around and not really catching any scent that would pique her interest. Though it could also be that she was not hungry at the moment. Earlier that day she and Sylvie had stumbled upon remnants of a deer carcass and had picked it clean. For a moment there she thought of suggesting this to Andr, but here the pragmatism won. The Blackthorn sisters would need something to eat tomorrow and day after that too. 

"Are you from around here? A moon-pack dweller, perhaps?" she guessed.