Terra was sitting on a hill, enjoying the relaxing feeling of snow falling over her. It coated her fur, allowing her to blend in better than she would be if moving around. She watched a hawk fly over head, it's movements rather odd. Again and again it cried out, as if telling someone what was going on below it. Terra allowed herself to imagine understanding the message, holding the secrets of the birds. It faded though as the bird swooped down, a piercing howl of frustration cutting the air.
Curious as ever Terra stood up, shaking the snow out. She trotted through the ground, her secui form allowing her to cut through more easily than her lighter lupine. It wasn't long before she reached the wolf. At the female's feet was dug up turf from a rabbit hole. Someone had tried hunting and failed. Grinning jovially Terra dipped her head in greeting. Tough luck. Don't worry, they get away from me all the time. That was because she was a poor hunter, but Terra wanted to give some reassurance to the hungry wolf. There's a dead horse nearby. It froze to death if you're hungry. Despite having learned how to hunt and living in a pack, Terra was still a scavenger, taking food how and when she could.
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