With Layers Like Pies

I'm assuming it's cool if we bump this to the present/after the Dragonwatchers abandoned the area? :)

Thus far, her journey into the lands north of her homeland had proved to be rather... dull. Although there were traces of wolves and prey alike, it seemed the two species had abandoned the region—and recently. While Ra'Lae and the rest of the Bloodstones couldn't give two shits for the former, it was disappointing to find that the latter had gone as well. The ungulates had probably led the sudden migration of wolves, she suspected; it was the way of things. It was still unfortunate that she hadn't managed to stumble on an untouched paradise, filled with all the fresh meat she and her clan could hunt. Hell, she'd even take a land filled to the brim with both prey and wolves. The Bloodstones weren't above scavenging or stealing their nourishment, after all.

For the moment, the Bloodstone scout was investigated what she believed to be a recently evacuated pack land. She could still smell their stale piss, but there was nothing fresher than at least a week. Whoever had made this plateau their home, they had sure abandoned it quickly.

Ra'Lae looked up at the crow that flew nearby, constant as a shadow, and asked, "You find anything?" It croaked a series of noises in rapid succession, causing Ra'Lae's eyes to go dark. "And you couldn't tell me sooner?" she hissed, quickly scanning the flat rise of land for someplace she could conceal herself. As luck would have it, there was an abandoned den a few meters away—she bounded towards it and slipped inside, just as the sound of another creature could be heard just below the plateau's lip.