Otatso Wetlands mud masks

skills must balance each other out, she drew with a breath of wisdom. pawprints had been relatively indistinguishable towards the site of the hunt, although from what rala could gather, as soon as those verdant eyes settled upon the small game, that was when chaos had truly erupted. perhaps a hunting partner would suit you well.

pale face nodded towards the morsel. you are right, and the woman spoke with a smile. your abilities got the job done. sometimes a mess must be made in order to keep oneself satiated. not all can come easily, and so she would move, then, standing once more to test the winds for herself. she was not hungry, but she wondered if all prey in the area had been scared away from what had clearly been quite the racket.

although, expression warming with humour, it seems all prey has evacuated.