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Tired and dirty, Suluksati wandered Serenia, searching for prey. stomach reminded her of it's plight regularly, as if she could forget how empty and she felt. Purpose was all well and good, and did support her soul, but purpose could not sustain her physical body and she needed that to function. How could she protect dragons if she was merely stretched flesh over a skeleton, hidden by feathers? No, she had been silly. She needed prey and she needed food and she needed to take care of herself more often. Others, however, had always come first to her.
Perhaps... she thought, trudging through the brush, her body heavy with fatigue,
That should change a bit...
If she wanted to live, anyway.

A scent caught her attention- Kenghura, again. Kenghura wasn't exactly her favorite meat, but it was meat and she was feeling slightly- ever so slightly- vengeful towards the little bastards for how filthy and tired and desperate she felt. She tracked it to another series of burrows and began to dig- not at the entryway this time, but near where the back should be, where the Kenghura would escape from. She dug and dug, her claws caked with dirt, her shining white feathers dulled to a beige by the dust. She would need more than a preening- she would need a bath. The thought was not pleasant to her- baths smushed her feathers to her body and made her feel so horribly pathetic.

Being pathetic was the least of her worries at the moment- the scent of Kenghura was strong and her stomach was revving up, preparing for the meal it was sure to recieve. Finally, the main den was opened by her sharp claws, and she stuck her head in to investigate and, hopefully, eat.
Nothing. There was nothing but abandoned grass and tunnels.