Flycatcher Downs You can tell

A strange sound reaches her ears. Jingle, jangle. It was metallic, confusing - though when she turned to look at the source, the creature it came from was rather strange looking too. Heavily scarred, but Calfuray was as well; it was the flat faced, short-legged, and wrinkled appearance that confused her.

But it was not the strangeness that caught her eye; it was the bird clutched in their jaw. Her mouth watered at the sight.

Rising to her paws without thinking of it, she was quick to scold herself, and yet her legs moved towards the odd canine anyways.