Dawnlark Plains Peaceland.

Oh, good show! Lily wanted to cheer for the woman, but she kept herself quiet as she watched the huntress take down the rabbit. It was only when she turned and headed toward the blackbird that Lily broke her silence, chuffing in greeting and shuffling down to meet her halfway.

Well caught, she chirped, wagging her tail in delight. You're a natural. A strange compliment, perhaps, from a predator, but Lily had grown up spoiled. Her more able family members had caught her meals for her. (She hoped so fervently that her children would be better equipped to handle the wild world than she had been.)

She cocked her head, intending to ask the woman her name, but fell wordless once more. After all that, she probably just wanted to eat. Lily gave her a nervous smile, shuffling a little on her paws and waiting for the other to make the next move.