Duck Lake quack quack said the duck

hope you don't mind! I need to throw her in a couple more threads :)

Content, Sweet Tooth jogged down to the edge of the lake to drink her fill, oblivious for the moment to Roadkill's presence. The bones still stood out sharply against her elegant frame, but her stomach was full. She had managed to run down a hare in the meadows nearby, and the creature had sated the hunger in her shrunken stomach. It would not do much to rebuild what she had lost, but it gave her energy and hope in these new conditions.

She would like to take down something larger, and her Saluki blood had thrummed when she happened to cross paths with a running herd of deer, but she knew she had little chance at something so large. There had been no young amongst the group and she was only one. It had given her an itch for more, however, and once more her thoughts turned towards hunting down more substantial food. To do so, she would need a dog capable of tracking, for her own nose was hardly up to the task.