Larksong Grotto American Eagle

Hiram had briefly strayed from the border to pay visit to one of the nearby caches for an afternoon snack. He had unearthed the haunch of an old hare that had just begun to decay. But, food was food, and Hiram wasn't really that picky. When he had his fill, Hiram buried the remains and set himself back on track toward the border to get back to work.

After scaling the ridge, Hiram spied Jhala in the distance. She must have left the boys in Nova's care. His tail wagged as he approached. "Bet it feels great to be outside. Doesn't it?" Hiram asked with a smile before affectionately greeting her with a gentle touch. It was good to see her out and about again. No doubt she felt the same.