Blackwater Islands grommetik

Nayavanti appears from the under bushes carrying a limp rabbit in her jaw. A fresh kill, in courtesy of nearby forest. 

She had recently came back from a rather lengthy mission of marking the outer borders of their new territory. Originally Nayavanti meant to return immediately to her own den to rest. But she saw the plump thing grazing grass and couldn't help but think of Visala. Nayavanti knew that she'd be taunted on her perpetual concern for the other. But how? When everything reminded the keeper to be of service to her. 

Then, in the corner of her eyes she spots Kerosene. Standing rather idly. Their weird angled silhouette at the center of the forest line unconsciously made the back of her fur bristle.

The tall woman huffs, what are they doing here? Aren't they supposed to be with the some kinds of oddities they call siblings?

"A bit late to be daydreaming, speaker," Nayavanti drops the carcass in her mouth in favor of speaking up. Some blood splatters on the ground. "you look ridiculous."