and by daybreak we'll be gone

[bonecraft]

WHO: Roesia and... you...?
WHAT: Feeding time
WHEN: while the griffon is around
WHERE: A place of height outside the village
NOTES: Mention of animal death and related blood/gore

The beast is dangerous, of course. It is a predator. But where the villagers may call it a monster, Roesia sees it as another animal - like a bear or a wolf. It is a strange beast, of course, but it is a beast. Where it comes from makes her curious, and what it wants - why it has come out now - makes her more curious still. The weather, perhaps? The activity from the soldiers? She is not sure, but she knows that beasts love one thing above most others: food.

A flying beast the size of the griffon likely has trouble catching deer within the thickest parts of the woods. The trees, Roesia imagines, would get in the way of its wings. If it hunts in the woods, it would have to land; it would have to hunt as a great cat, as its hindquarters suggest. Getting that low seems dangerous for the creature, though.

And so she devises a plan. Get to a point of higher elevation and present the creature with a meal. If Roesia can befriend it, all the better - if she can at least be close enough to see if something ails it, to satisfy her curiosity, then that will work, too. She hunts a deer, takes it with her to the spot she's picked out, and uses her knife to slice its belly open. She coaxes the entrails out, letting the scent hit the wind, and then quickly cleans herself and her knife up; it wouldn't do for the griffon to follow her trail. She finds a place downwind, making sure to keep herself downwind using her Vice, hidden enough from anything swooping in from above that she hopes (prays, to the Woods and the Night and the other gods) that she will not be seen and hunted herself by the great creature.

And she waits.