(Skua lives in the taiga haha. Maybe Greg will run into her?)
Skua quietly padded across the slowly melting snow. Thick layers of fallen fir leaves softened the sound of her steps. Her ears pricked at a slight rustle in the undergrowth, and she immediately dropped into a hunting crouch. A small snowshoe hare came into view, and before it could flee, Skua had her jaws on its neck with a satisfying crunch. Suddenly a loud rustling came from the west. Her eyes widened, as she realized that she wouldn’t be able to hide quickly enough. She would have to confront the creature, she quickly buried her catch for later. (@Bakbuk Greg’s time to shine here)
Skua quietly padded across the slowly melting snow. Thick layers of fallen fir leaves softened the sound of her steps. Her ears pricked at a slight rustle in the undergrowth, and she immediately dropped into a hunting crouch. A small snowshoe hare came into view, and before it could flee, Skua had her jaws on its neck with a satisfying crunch. Suddenly a loud rustling came from the west. Her eyes widened, as she realized that she wouldn’t be able to hide quickly enough. She would have to confront the creature, she quickly buried her catch for later. (@Bakbuk Greg’s time to shine here)