Morningside Cuesta Unsteady

There were holes hidden in the grass, Wildfire found, and she stopped beside one to sniff. Rabbits, she observed dully, reminded of the warren back at Redhawk Caldera. Her tongue poked out of her mouth, running slowly and thoughtfully along her lower lip, as she scanned the nearby ground for more. She didn't see any others in the immediate area, though there must be other exits around here. She pictured a widespread labyrinth underground, teeming with rabbits, and she licked her lips again, more rapidly now.

Before she could think of a strategy, a flickering movement at the corner of her eye caught her attention. Wildfire looked up and squinted against the glare, eyes making out the shape of a wolf so far away that she could barely make out any details. Yet she did take notice of the figure's coloration: black and white. A sharp breath left her and she squinted even harder. It was too hard to tell, between the distance and the supersaturated sunlight, yet Wildfire was pretty sure...

"Magpie?" she called across the sunlit plain.