Swiftcurrent Creek sun kil moon

One pale green eye popped open and Bones lifted her head. The creek burbled beside her, pale in the dawn shadows. Smacking her lips loudly, the juvenile hefted herself onto her feet, took a quick drink, then began to pad along the waterway. The sky overhead was still a pale purple, though the eastern horizon was beginning to glow a stonewashed blue as fingers of sunlight crept along the skyline.

The youth ventured away from the creek eventually, deciding to hunt down some grub for breakfast. En route, she paused in a cool patch of shadows and glanced upward at the lightening sky. She noticed the slender sliver of the new moon dangling low in the west. With it fading behind her and the sun rising in front of her, she dropped her nose to the ground and began combing for scents.