Blacktail Deer Plateau My eyes, they're dripping like rain

Perfect!

He had not found what he'd sought, and grew despondent for a time over the loss of his friend. Further exploration was required; if he backtracked along the coast enough, checked beach after beach after beach, maybe he would be lucky enough to find Sunhawk's remains - but the rain had not let up and he did not know where to look at this point.

Revui moved inland out of a sense of personal preservation, loathe as he was to giving up on his lost friend. There would be no adequate searching done during this perpetual storming; he held on to a sliver of hope that the loud-mouthed oddball would resurface at some point, but it was a dwindling wish.

The rain eased enough for now, going from a torrential downpour to a constant but light shower, which was likely the best Revui was going to get. He had not eaten since he had witnessed Sunhawk go over the cliff; he had devoted all of his energy to finding him, and now that he was sheltered beneath the canopy of this forest, he could breathe, he could think. He could feel - and he was burning with hunger.

While most of the trail scents had been washed clean and the deer paths turned to sludge, there were still hints of other life among these trees. He climbed the ridge at a sluggish pace, gripping at the slick bedrock as best he could. That was when he noticed it — a fat looking hare, drenched of course, but fresh at first glance. It had been seemingly discarded atop a flat segment of the plateau. The closer he got, the more he could make out - it was a set of coneys, twinning upon the stone, and his belly rumbled.

As he approached his strides became more insistent. Whatever had hunted these two plump things was probably still around considering how intact they both were, and Revui could not discern wolf scent from the mess of rain, especially so due to the salt that crusted his own coat. A dark shape emerged from among the dripping trees in time to toss down a third body, and Revui froze.

He did not think he knew this wolf, but he studied them all the same. A sweep of his eyes across their silhouette - looking for the sunlit spine that might mean his friend was here with him.