Neverwinter Forest quietam flumen

bundle stowed carefully between her jaws, velia did little speaking as the pair moved toward the edge of the pasture, near a particularly tall group of sentinel like trees. the nymph placed the bundle back upon the ground, splaying it open so that the seeds might be fully exposed to any sky-born eyes. 

she cleared a small space of snow before laying near to the offering quietly, giving a soft tap of her paw beside her where she hoped her companion might rest too. 

"some birds do not trade," she shared, head titled upward to try and pick out those who would not dare to take the seeds. "others," she started just as a loud caw was cast through the air, "be more willing."