Shared luck
The bodies of the Aerens that were scattered around them still unnoticed. Even the lone Formel who had instigated it had also yet to be discovered.
Not too far away, a shadow watched them. Her three eyes squinted, the eyes; two vertical on the side of her head, while a horizontal was located directly above her crimson-red beak. The eyes, once a clear glacial blue, bled scarlet filled with unreconciled madness. The once beautiful golden plumes looked dull, void of health and life as before. The sharp claws which dug into the ground left deep gouges.
She was not reconciled!
Her Yuwl had fallen. The mother had fallen into madness, forcing the prey to stampede the pigs who were on a hunt. She had waited for the young Sow to appear once again with a pelt similar in color to her plumes, only to have it continue to hide for several suns cycles.