Duskfire Glacier iqaluksiuq

for one so tall and heavy (compared to the slim swimmer's body of sulukinak) it was a wonderful surprise to watch keshka spring to life, quite literally.
it was a frenzy until it wasn't. the feathers cleared, falling as auburn tufts to the dirt and snow, and with the hunter successful. by comparison sulukinak was at a great loss: she had a mouthful of tail feathers and not much else.
as keshka threw her kill, the shadow girl's jaws opened quickly to grab for it. at least this she caught! but she did not eat it. there was the urge to shake her head and take out her frustration for a moment, only this was not her kill and so that was not her place.
the pheasant was dropped between her paws as gingerly as she could manage. clean kill. you are fast. she spits a bit of feathering from her lips where it had stuck.