Tit for Tat, This or That

She didn't like to wander this far south but she was looking for something. tidbits shared with @Eirian revealing a common goal, perhaps they would find what they sought down here? Oh but it was wet in the bog, the warm days drawing out all manner of creepy crawly and biting bugs. No this place was miserable, even on the high ground. She'd never sleep thinking the children might drown after a misplaced step.

Colourless eyes peered down on the fen, finally falling on what appeared to be a scrap of fur. Her heart caught in her throat, it was pupping season after all and perhaps, just perhaps the gods were smiling on her today...

She slid down the embankment, breath coming in short shallow gasps, nose quickly pushing the leaves aside but what was revealed was less than she had expected. Little more than a discarded bit bone still attached to the hoof of an elk. In her frustration she snapped it up in powerful jaws and gave it a shake, growl of frustration echoing through the murky woods that surrounded her. For a moment she thought to fling it at the trunk of one of those cursed pines but she thought better of it. No, she would keep this thing much as Eirian kept his bone - to take her frustrations out on it when circumstances prevented her from taking it out on those that deserved it.