Emberwood Fixing a hole

"To hell with it!" The light female crushed the bird in her jaws, boiling with frustration. Xahi was never one for birds. The feathers, the hollow bones, the fragile bodies, it was all to annoying for the girl to deal with. When Xahi had hunted with Ezimette, her late mother, things had been much easier. The swift woman was wonderful at bringing down swift prey, and she regularly helped Xahi with rabbits. Now that the girl was on her own, she was beginning to realize how difficult it was surviving alone. Xahi, though an excellent hunter, was completely unfamilar with the territory she was travelling through, so prey wasn't exactly easy to come by.
    Now, Xahi was sitting hopelessly by a puddle of melted snow trying to defeather a dove, which would not even come close to a meal anyway. She dropped the mutilated bird on the ground and raised to her paws. Xahi scanned the area before her, spitting out feathers as she drew her gaze from one side of the landscape to the other. The she-wolf began padding towards the surface of the water, dipping her maw into the cool liquid and lapping vigorously. Her travels had worn the girl down, she was young, alone, and yet, filled with determination. 
     The sweet dreamer was quickly pulled from her thoughts as she heard a chuff from nearby. The pale girl turned around, her emerald green eyes glimmering brilliantly. Xahi narrowed her gaze, viewing the male ahead. He had dark fur with some lighter highlights, complimented with dark accents. The girl's ears perked with interest at his voice, it was quite friendly, something Xahi wasn't exactly used to. "Hello. Who...are you," The light female inquired, studying him more. She wasn't exactly sure of what this male's intentions were, and thus was on alert.