m for mating.
It was late now, perhaps midnight, the beast still awake despite the late hours. Yellowed canines chewed away at scaly flesh as blood dribbled onto the snow beneath her. The falls were frozen beautifully as if time had stopped along with the water that normal traveled away from it. A small hole remained where the woman had used a couple of rocks to break ice. Her fishing skills may not have been the best of the best, but a meal was a meal. The fish between her paws was of relatively small size but Danica was not complaining. It wasn't like she didn't have a small pile of tiny fish skeletons beside her anyways. At least three laid neatly beside her, the greedy creature taking however many she wanted from the water's depths.
Her catches were all unimpressive though, she was no fisherwoman. Her pelt itched and burned as her womanly smells filled the air. She would be glad when the mating season was over. Especially if she found anyone naïve enough to lay with her so that she'd be with child. Sparrow could use a little sibling, after all, couldn't she? Sparrow... Briefly the mother was concerned about her yearling but reminded herself of how talented her daughter was...that she she was capable. No matter what though, a small part of the aging beast still worried even if she hid it well. Beneath her icy layers her heart still beat for others than her selfish self.
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