Shimmering Sands good love, good love

the sun low on the horizon, the last of its light reflecting against the sand. earlier in the day, ying seperated from her sisters for a moment of relaxation. @Mei, searching for food to fill their caches, and @hua, scowering the tree line for herbs. 

the young huntress, while having enjoyed her solitude, decided at sunset to seek out the twins. she trotted steadily toward the water, waiting to cross one of their paths.