Moonspear You are my summer

@Tevinter! :)

Wildfire woke before dawn, the frigid air having penetrated her slumber. She shifted closer to Floki, yet the chill seemed to sink into the marrow of her bones. Unable to recapture the solace of sleep, the newly minted adult untangled herself from her sleeping companion and stood stiffly. She spent a solid five minutes yawning, stretching and limbering her muscles. She then began to trot down the mountain, hoping the movement would get her blood flowing and coax some warmth into her bones.

A peach sunrise was just beginning to color the horizon before her when something abruptly dropped from the sky, landing a dozen yards downhill from her. Wildfire started and paused, watching as whatever it was began to flop around on the ground. Within seconds, the strange, jerky movements awakened and stirred her predatory impulses. With a quiet growl, Wildfire sprang atop what turned out to be a wounded gull. She felt its brittle bones snap beneath her weight and she formally dispatched it by crushing its head in her teeth.

She blinked her amber eyes down at her kill, licking the warm red blood from her teeth. Before she could think about whether to eat it for breakfast, take it back to Floki to share or perhaps store it, another movement caught her eye. Wildfire shifted to stand possessively over her prize, eyes squinting and smudged muzzle pointing into the air as she tried to catch a scent...