Neverwinter Forest The calm before the storm

Mara started a bit when a she wolf, Cara she thought, took cover from the dreaded drops of rain in a tree next to her own. The red pelted she-wolf hissed at the tannish grey wolf tucked under the neighboring tree.

"Hey, you." Mara whispered as to not frighten her hidden quarry in the bushes. She heard a faint chirp come from the patch of ferns and visibly flinched, hoping she had not given herself away.

"Wanna help me with something? And stay quiet." The russet girl whispered, her ears alert for any sign that the turkeys learned of her presence.