Meadowlark Prairie 'Cause I'm reticent

The raven sought out a sound, or even a shift in the scent trail that would indicate if this hare had inched closer towards her -- or maybe even a sign of anymore hares hiding inside that weren't noted before. It was difficult to tell since she couldn't see anything, and after a while of waiting in this dusty dig-out she got tired of it.

Luna let out a small, disappointed sigh before eventually pulling her dark crown from the opening, shaking away whatever dust and dirt that stuck beneath her scruff. The 'chuff' noise from earlier was mistaken as a movement in the burrow -- Luna did not suspect it coming from anywhere else. So upon turning around to leave the area, the raven was instead met with the figure of a woman who'd she nearly bumped into.

Widened, suprised eyes of skylight trailed up to meet a hardened gaze like late autumn scenery. Whoops, uhhh....did she follow the scent trail too?

Gaze flitting from the tall snow maiden and towards the burrow a few times, the raven eventually stammered up the words to fill this silence. "The...hare probably isn't gonna come out anytime soon if that's what your searching for -- I scared it too deep in that burrow, my bad...."