Greatwater Lake Frozen Bareness of the Lands

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Edit: Tag didn't work? @Sen @Sen @Sen ?!!?!?!?!?

Double Edit: Still not working, I'll just message you, and act as if it was a tag. :P

Triple Edit: Nvm, apparently it worked after I finished the second edit. And I just realized that you might get three messages for there were three tags. Sorry bout that, Wolf's just being hateful to me.

It had been a few weeks since Somnia had journeyed to The Heartwood, and once again, she found the urge to go out and search for smaller prey in a section of the unclaimed land. The reasons were simple; without a pack to live off the food, there was bound to be more. Plus, the slopes of the Caldera could be dangerous, even without the snow and ice.

This time, Somnia dared to venture further, making sure to get up before the sun and be prepared to get back after the sky was dark. She would also have to run for certain lengths of the adventure to make sure she reached her destination with time to hunt. Somnia had stayed true to her intentions, and went to sleep early the day before, so she could get a head-start on the day. The journey to her destination was pretty uneventful, but she made it on time.

Greatwater Lake spread out before her, almost undetectable under the snow. The only way a newcomer could detect the lake was that the snow had been scraped off the fringes, where ice peeked out from underneath. Some of it had even been cracked earlier in the day, probably by other animals searching for water. The other icy spots must have been uncovered for the same purposes, Somnia realized. Those spots had just refroze over the cold nights.

Somnia walked up to one of spots of broken ice on the lake's edge. Lapping up the freezing water, she satiated a thirst that had been growing within her for a while. She had already determined that breaking the ice for a drink was a possibility, but other creatures had the same idea. The creature that had opened the ice was a fox, Somnia determined by the scent.

Although there were most likely other animals to choose for preying upon, Somnia chose the fox off the bat. For one, it would take longer to examine different scents and choose, when Somnia wanted to make it quick. Secondly, it was more likely that she would waste her time, as a larger percentage of the broken ice would most likely be caused by larger animals, not all of them necessarily prey. And those that were, she may not of been able to hunt them alone. One such example was a herd of elk that must of been lingering near one of the lake's edges. Somnia stood far enough away not to alert them though, for she knew she wouldn't be too successful hunting them alone.

Looking around across the snow-covered plains around the lake, with only a few trees to break ongoing flatness, almost nothing was in view. Although the fox's scent was fresh, Somnia would have to follow it until she found its den. So be it. Let the games begin.

She bound off in the direction that the scent led, and found herself near a tree. Sniffing around the bottom, Somnia discovered a small opening at the base of the tree. The scent of fox wafted out. Tail wagging enthusiastically, she started digging until it was big enough for her to fit. The foxes (there ended up being two in the den,) snapped at her as she dug, but she brushed it aside, as they wouldn't be able to kill her. Finally, Somnia got in far enough to corner the foxes and kill them. She dragged her kills back to the outside world.