Lost Creek Hollow Now we've got the mandate

Tag can be just for reference. :D

Today she sought out @Mona to do some good.  Kind of.  She carried along a chunk of deer from one of the past hunts -- she'd unearthed a sizable portion from the cache when feeding herself, but she hadn't finished it off due to a case of her eyes being bigger than her stomach's capacity.  Treason had thought about just bringing it back and leaving it for Terance, but a different idea had come to mind. 

Treason's thought process wasn't guided by charity, it followed the lines that had been carved by the two women last year, but this time she wanted to cut it off, to prevent it from happening.  There would be no more resources wasted on those who first took advantage of the apparently overly-empathetic men that lead the pack and then headed for the hills with the fruits of what they'd gathered.  She would make it so there would be no excuse for anyone to do so.  At least in her mind, it made sense, but whether it did to anyone else...  Who knew.

She'd found where Mona's den was a while back, but it took a bit of wandering to remember precisely where, but Treason found it eventually.  She set the chunk of meat down outside the den entrance and whuffed quietly. If she didn't get a response, then oh well, Treason would assume the new mother was asleep.  She could always just bury it in the still-remaining snow continue on -- Mona would probably find it later.