Hoshor Plains double huff

Speedy smiled at her daughter's exasperated words. Sometimes, it takes a second pair of eyes, she explained. Especially of you're frustrated. She walked slowly and quietly through the grass, her more experienced gaze scanning the area for any sign of prey. She turned to Spica. First, you have to look for any signs that prey might be around, she whispered. Things like droppings or scents, she continued, her voice still hushed. She lowered her nose to the ground and began examining the scents. This process continued for a few quiet minutes (unless interrupted by Spica). Eventually, she found something promising, and she paused and turned to her daughter. Pointing at the area of bent grass, she whispered: Right there, you can smell the fresh scent of rabbit. She gestured for Spica to smell the area. Here, inspect it for yourself and tell me if you smell what I smell, she instructed, a reassuring smile on her face.