Morningside Cuesta Unsteady

She rested her head upon Wildfire's shoulders in a brief, wolfish embrace before pulling apart to properly speak with the younger female. "I came here for the..." Magpie trailed, considering her words, before deciding on, "space." For the plains truly seemed to stretch infinitely around them, and there seemed to be no other creature in sight; no wolves, no ungulates, nothing. It was an odd comfort to such an extroverted creature, to find peace in solitude when she craved the attentions and companionship of others.

"This is a long way to come for rabbits," she noted, realizing that Wildfire must have been traveling for days already to reach this place from Moonspear. "Is there a special breed out here that tastes better than a big, fat, juicy elk or something?" Magpie asked, then, half joking with the intention of getting to the root of her niece's presence, but also partly serious because... well, she was sort of the Wilds' resident rabbit aficionado.