Ocean's Breath Plateau nosebleed? ew.

He watched her go, wagging his tail and hoping that they would see each other soon. The hunt had been fun, but it had been over so quick! He mentally filed away her advice about the birds eggs then picked up his headless prize and carried it off to a grove of stout spruce trees. He wiggled himself under some of the concealing branches and set to work devouring the small meal. He had never eaten a raven before, and it wasn't too bad but not something he would care to have on a regular basis. When he had eaten as much of the bird as he wanted, he licked his paws clean and then settled down for a long nap.