Hushed Willows ready, set, let's go

set to 2-22-2020
rolled fail hunt

A grin protruded, a tail held high as a particular fire-wolf had olives locked upon a hare that she saw made a den of recent days, and only now came out. It's little ears flickering in the air, and whiskers twitching at the slighest sound. She was so still, so idle..

Then Orlaith is off! Snow flinging across the earth as she made haste toward the creature, but alas, it was too slippery! "Oh shiiii-" The warrior slipped, literally sliding across the ground as rabbit gave a look of startle, frozen by the sudden wolf gliding across the silky snow.

Oh god where is she going.