Sleepy Fox Hollow the icarus to your certainty

She looked up with a tiny smear of blood across her nose, before she would raise her head off her work, regarding Mahler with a friendly wave of her tail.

Just inside the borders to the north. I checked for more, but it seems this one got in over his head. He was alone. A small pang of sympathy for the creature, before May reached up to run her paw through its coat with a little “tsk”.

Hes young. Probably a fresh dispersal who only just got chased off. His coat is ragged with starvation. I will do my best to make it so he is at least dignified in death how he wasn’t in life.