Blacktail Deer Plateau coming to a close, we're down by ten.

Moonstone sighed once more, this time coming from deep within. She didn't know what she'd been planning; the thought had only crossed her mind when Grayday brought it up. Probably just some marking. I'm still a bit groggy, but I guess we can see what happens. Does that work for you? After all, it always took two to tango. She'd never been a particularly strong huntress, especially not in new territories where she hadn't had the chance to really study the land. 

Looking up, she could see that the sun had now completely retreated beyond the horizon, allowing stars of all shapes and sizes to slowly come into view. Sometimes, when the sky was clear enough and the cold season was at its peak, Moonstone was able to faintly pick out the distant ribbons of color dancing over the mountains.

Part of her feared that she might never have that privilege ever again.