Broken Antler Fen Between two points.

I'll fade here and we should have another soon!

"I wouldn't dare," Towhee murmured after catching Wraen's joking remark. Even if she'd had the entire pack with her, she didn't think she'd go after such a majestic creature. She imagined it would probably taste exactly the same as its standard-colored brethren—and she didn't actually believe there was any magic involved—but it seemed profane to even consider killing and eating such an extraordinary animal.

Next, Wraen spoke of a joint hunt and the Sovereign blinked at the thought. The idea of hunting with wolves outside the pack struck her as a little strange. But hadn't she mused about a feast in Bramblepoint? They were allies too, even unofficially, so it really wasn't that weird.

"Could be fun," she commented, "but what do you say we pick on something our own size? Better yet, significantly smaller. Like a harmless bunny rabbit." Towhee's voice dropped to barely a whisper. "Like that harmless bunny rabbit." She pointed at a hare off in the distance, exchanging a grin with Wraen before darting forward with a hungry Fennec in mind.