Wapun Meadow baby bird

rolled for success via tabletop on discord using evens = success and odds = failure.

she stalked with care through the meadow.  prey was difficult to find here as the lands were expansive and open, but the tall grasses provided easy shelter for smaller game.  

hunting was becoming exceptionally difficult as she became more obviously gravid, but she had found a streak of luck the past few days.

she set about the meadow that day with her nose to the ground and unlike the wolf that waited nearby she had found something.  it was a small ptarmigan, and although she was not hungry she could store it for later.

she swept in quickly and snatched it in her jaws, giving it a shake until it hung lifeless and continued through the valley confidently.

she saw the stranger while she was still at a distance.  although her mouth was full she did her best at issuing a chuff and closed some of the space between them, her mismatched eyes setting on his ragged and bony form.