Neverwinter Forest On some level, food knows its' food.

Maybe one of Vallkyrie's friends?

Bellharra woke up suddenly. It was wet and cold, and some time around early morning. There were clatters and shrieks, as well as the sound of a disturbance outside her den. Slowly opening her eyes Belharra turned an ear towards the din: was it... birds?

A loud gobble, sounding more like a war-cry than anything, confirmed it was a pair of toms beating each other to death outside her window (figuratively speaking). Moving from the well-worn spot on her den floor Belharra crept outside in time to see two large male turkeys in full feathery splendor, wrapping their necks around each other in what could only be described as a very concerning auto-erotica embrace.

Realizing this meant two things: one, winter was over, and two, brekky, Belharra simply stared at the show with sleepy amusement.