The water rippled lightly as the tawny female peered into the clear depths. Her reflection was distorted lightly, causing her features to grow and shrink at random intervals. She lowered her muzzle to the surface of the water, lapping up the cool liquid. It felt good on her throat, and tasted clear and fresh.
A distant, loud squawking sound caught her attention; her head snapped up, a few drops of water dripping from her lips. The Tenens’ ears pricked forward, straining to hear the sound. It sounded again, though it was quieter this time. Figuring it was worth checking out, the female rose from her place next to the lake and set off at a brisk trot, her ears and nose alert. The snow crunched softly under her paws as she went, the crisp upper layer keeping her from sinking down into the softer, powder layer.
It was unusually quiet in the forest, even for the middle of winter. Above her head, the sky was a dull, soft gray. Wisps of clouds threatened to cover the sky and cast more shadow on the already dark January day. It would snow tonight, she was sure of it. Even with her thick winter coat, she shivered slightly. Breaking into a run, Andy lifted her nose to the air, noting the bird scent was also accompanied by two wolf scents, both of the Valley.
As she neared the little group, Andy recognized the scents of Ty and Naniko. Smiling, she quickened her pace, curious to see what was going on. The scent of bird blood was fresh, and it caused her stomach to growl. She hadn’t been particularly hungry before, but she felt it clawing at her belly now.
She rounded a tree, and saw them. Naniko was cradling the bird; a large osprey. It was injured. Andy bounded over. “Hey there. New pet?” she said curiously, noting the bird’s leg. She smiled at Ty, nodding in greeting. The young female sat, her tail thumping lightly in the snow.
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