Firefly Glen stacy's mom

backdated to the week of October 25th

The cold weather was coming fast, and prey was growing weak. Leto was truly in her element at this time of year.

She had taken down a cow elk, a young and inexperienced one, with the scrapes and bruises to show just how rusty she was after lounging in Verapaz for so long. She would be sore for a few days, but that didn't stop her pride from shining through.

Panting until she caught her breath, Leto lifted her head to call for @Aureli and Delos. She wasn't quite sure what they were up to, but she doubted it was more important than a decent meal. Whatever plants they had decided to stare at weren't going anywhere, she was sure of that much.

In the meantime she was comfortable laying down with a heavy thud. She would relax while she waited, and return to her usual restless pacing when the pair joined her.