Ocean's Breath Plateau Frontrunner

Silas had lagged back to scour some trails that had lured him astray, and he hoped seeing more of it would help him feel better about the plateau's terrain too. This seaside vantage point was not like the forests and hollows he had known most intimately. It was taking some time to get used to, all exacerbated by the fact that they drifted along to wherever they needed to go, day by day. Instead of a home base, his routine came in those cyclical motions instead of a set point on a map; he was learning.

But as it turned out, none of those trails panned out, so before frustration could get the better of him, he went back to tracking Qilaq. The hunter felt a little bad about being so empty-handed, especially with hunger creeping on anew him too.. but nothing yet tickled his nose just right. Wasting energy on a futile hunt was not on his agenda for now, after all.

First things first, he'd regroup with Qilaq then go from there, he decided, and picked up a game little trot after the freshest route.

When he could make out her familiar shape, he noticed another with her too and sped up just a notch. Torn halfway between dreading this and wanting to know what was going on, he ambled towards the females wearing a wary look that focused on the stranger.