Broken Antler Fen Cihiro

Valtyr's hunting journey had yielded little reward, and though he gained satisfaction from dividing the catch between members of the pack, he couldn't help but think about the rumbling in his stomach. One rabbit wasn't enough to endure the famine. This fast was trying his strength and soon the day was spent from his hunting efforts.

He laid near the water's edge of one of the more defined bodies of water in the Fen. The sandy ground was dry and warm, and the freshwater lake lapped softly at it shores. However, the green reeds surrounded the area had been stripped away and had taken much of the place's beauty with it.

"So hungryyyy," Valtyr mumbeled pitifully to himself as he watched the water dance beneath the sun. Did he even have the strength and patience to fish?