Greatwater Lake pick your fortune

She frowned at the male's, defiance against her. But she went along with it, her mind on the prize. The ice began to crack and soon the creature would be free, and into Morgana's mouth. The log shifted a bit, and the raccoon began to get unstuck. Morgana pulled at its tail, it began to move ever so slightly.
She tugged at it some more, almost unstuck, all the male had to do was crack the ice some more and it would be free.
She began to ponder what would happen after the creature was unstuck. Surely the male would share the feast, not keep it to himself, after all, she helped.
She studied the male, he was quite handsome, his pelt a variety of colors ranging from black to cream. His structure was sturdy but agile, the perfect warrior. She shook her mind from those thoughts, she didn't have time for that.
She had some food to catch....literally.