Sunset Valley rolling in the grass

Hello. ^__^

In tracking a particularly nimble rabbit northwards, Lucani had inadvertently roamed beyond the borders of her home and was now somewhere unfamiliar. She was a fair hunter but a poor tracker, so it was perhaps no wonder that it had taken her a while to make the final kill. But when she did, she ate her meal and felt nourished, sitting up now to regard her surroundings. Rolling grass with a touch of frost, and sunlight on the distant mountains. It seemed if she travelled east she would be back at Sleeping Dragon shortly. That was the plan, anyway.

On her way home she saw a young brown wolf walking in a similar direction. Lucani's expert eyes noticed one or two small flecks of blood on the stranger's coat — and, being a healer, she could not help but interfere. Did you know you have some blood on you, young one? she asked.