*Racoons*

Two very young raccoons sit on a branch high up in a tree, whimpering. Their father had been killed by humans, their mother caught in a trap. The two raccoons were pretty skinny, and wouldn't make much of a meal, and it would be very hard to reach them, too.

Dare To Dream

The black vixen stumbles in weak from starvation. She looks up at the raccoons and a whimper emits her mug. She bounces up on her hindquarters trying to reach them. her ribs poked out. She howls a lonesome howl before giving up. She walks away from the tree.

Black Feather

In the strong winds, the peregrine falcon couldn't navigate. He had set out for the human's town, but got lost. Now he wanted to get back to Darkstorm, but didn't know which way to go. The winds forced him to land, so he comes down on a branch just above the raccoons. The winds ruffled his feathers and cut easily through them to make him shiver and cringe against it. Several times he is blown off balance and forced to spread his wings out to regain it. Then he noticed the raccoons, but was too cold to attempt to catch them now. He would wait out the blizzard here.