Ravenshook Cliffs On edge

Any kind of encounter, with any events being determine though IC interactions, thoughts and feelings.

Raindrop had told her husband that she would take the duty of hunting that early morning. She told him she would go northwards, toward the sentinels,  but not there. Not again. 

She kissed her growing children goodbye before she took of at a brisk canter, closer to the sea. Where she would hunt was the Ravenshook Cliffs, with the hope of catching bird and whatever else she could get her jaws around. When she arrived at the cliffs, the ground sunk down, down a steep cliff side. She stayed well away for the edge, and decided to hunt in the caves. 

Her ears were alert, listening to each and every sound. Her nose sharp, the need to feed her family driving her.