Hideaway Strath Nearly lost

The wind and snow drove any locality of prey far west, out of the bounds of Teekon Wilds. Zsuzsa noted this on her last round of hunting. Especially in areas like Heron Lake, Two Rivers, and Shadewood the substantial population suddenly disappeared. Like any wild animal knew, something was in the air that had an unsettling vibe to it.
 
She lately kept her distance from the pack, focusing solely on building up their food supply. After getting poisoned by a coyote in Sun Mote Copse, Zsuzsa felt wary of all communication alike. Her immune system was still processing the residual effects of the poison and threw her hunting tactics off some. There was no hunting to really do though now most of the prey disappeared.
 
Nyra’s call pierced the skies of the Strath, to which Zsuzsa abided and met with the gathering in the cave. Coming in with snow dotting her fur, her muzzle dipped in greeting to Nyra. Noticing Hemlocke and his exhausted facade, she nodded her muzzle to greeting to him, then saw the naturally optimistic Arlette and gave her greeting to her as well.
 
They seemed to be lightly chatting about current events and Zsuzsa would chime in. ”The main herds of deer and elk in Northwest Tuktu have moved on now.” Zsuzsa remarked in a solemn tone to the group.