Despite the looming weather the Alphess heeded the twinge in her gut that told her it was snack time. It was not yet time for her pack to hunt for another deer but that did not mean she had to deny herself a little treat. The fact that she had never been successful catching prey on her own was completely beside the point. And no matter, it was the determined that learned and grew, and if the silvery girl had anything going for her, it was her determination.
Most of the small game was hard to find in the dead of winter, but still they were there if you knew where to look. In the few short months since she had left d'Arte Titania learned fast. Even if she was not a successful trapper, she could at least sniff out a treat a mile away. Now she paced through the woodsy snow, nose to the ground despite the frigid temperature, testing for creatures beneath the crust. Her ears were pert, cupped toward the snow. Somewhere beneath her paws burrowed some critter, now it was only a matter of gauging how far down the animal tunneled...
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