Blacktail Deer Plateau Sugar Cane and Wind Song

Koda snorted a little when Blue mentioned Kaihra, recalling her botched fishing attempt days earlier. How could such a timid creature, who flinched at every little thing, be a good hunter? He'd never met Osprey, but he figured she wouldn't be much better. Even if she could hunt, it was probably little stuff like bunnies or baby deer. He'd hunted bigger game with girls before, but that didn't really count, since he'd done most of the work.

As Blue complimented his hunting prowess, Koda unconsciously sat up a little straighter and smiled a little wider. He'd been feeling rather invisible lately, and it felt good to get a little recognition. "Just doing my job," he said, reminding himself to be modest.

"I can't wait till it starts snowing," said Koda, eager to steer the conversation away from himself. He was tired of everything looking gray and dead. A blanket of snow would at least be prettier to look at.