Wapun Meadow i love you, i miss you; all these miles away

@Lieke!
time of day: noon
weather: moderate snow

it'd been over a moon since tuesday was separated from her other half, her sister @Sunday. the earthquakes were destructive enough to separate even this inseperable pair, and it left the vixen's soul fractured. she had no more tears to shed, but the weight of grief shackled her spirits down all the same. much as she mourned her loss, she stubbornly refused to believe her sister was dead. they were fighters, never giving in no matter the odds. sunday was out there somewhere, they just needed to be reunited. unfortunately, the pair naively believed they were truly inseperable and thus had no plans to rendezvous. all she could do now was hope and keep a look out.

depression or not, time marched on. hunger pangs wracked her stomach, drawing her out into the meadow. she stood still as a statue, mismatched eyes fixed on the solid white blanket. only her ears moved, swiveling as she pinpointed the location of a vole skittering through a tunnel just beneath the snow. lithe muscles pulled taut as she reared back like a cocked gun before springing into the frigid air and landing face-first in the snow rather comically. but the joke was on the vole, for she deftly caught it betwixt her narrow jaws. pulling her face free, she shook the slush from her fur and downed the rodent whole. an easy kill, but it was but a snack, even for her. she trotted on in search of something else to fill her belly and keep her mind occupied.

Times were hard for Lieke. She was all too aware of the lack of larger prey, which meant she was constantly on alert, even more so when she was without her wolf companion. Although she would never admit it, she appreciated security that came with being in her presence. But now, she was alone again, and she cautiously made her way through the snow covered meadow. She too was looking for something to ease her hunger. The lack of larger game meant that her prey of choice was hunted more and so she often had trouble filling her own belly. She weaved her way through the snow, dark eyes searching for any signs that a rabbit might be near while also keeping an eye out for any hungry predators that might be close by. 

It wasn't long before the scent of fox filled her nose, and she froze, eyes scanning the area for the source. She wanted to take off but first, she needed to know where the danger was; it wouldn't help to go running right into the jaws of the predator. She hunched down in the snow, hoping to remain hidden for long enough to determine the canid's position.