Morningside Cuesta Unsteady

Whether or not Magpie sensed the gravity and heartache behind Wildfire's words, she didn't comment on it. The yearling was quite grateful, especially when her aunt imparted a sense of optimism on the whole scenario. The youthful traveler bobbed her head, clinging to these very ideals during her rougher hours. She tended to have the hardest time on mornings just like this one.

"And, luckily, I've really made something of myself when it comes to small game hunting. Makes this whole situation a lot less dire." Her lips twitched into a smile. "Breakfast?" Wildfire added, tipping her head toward the sun-splashed plain. "There's gotta be rabbits around here somewhere, right?" Her amber eyes rested on Magpie, waiting for the expert to take point.