Phoenix Maplewood the floodlights only point out your flaws

@Alarian! sorry it took me 50 years to get this up

She'd splintered off the main group soon after they'd come to his wood, trotting betwixt the trees a short distance from the rest, nose to the ground as she sought to pick up a trail. It was overcast again - no surprise there; but it wasn't terribly cold, which was a nice change. 

She huffed, breath streaming out in twin columns of fog, as she lost her trail. With an indignant sound, she cast her sterling gaze through the trees, attempting to will the hare to appear. This was the third trail she'd lost today, and she wasn't about to fail in front of the party.