Sunset Valley my tongue will tell the anger of my heart,

AW, deerstalker (scavenger!) #6 (prey: white-tailed deer, successful)

The sunken Valley hidden to the north of their claim was another beautiful land that Imaq wished she could show @Iana (reference). Vague plans to bring her friend here and spend the day formed in her mind, though they were part fancy -- feeling a shy well of emotion clam up inside her at the thought of asking the jade-eyed wren to accompany her. It was a sliver of paradise blanketed in rich woodland, fed by chilled cataracts and cascading streams that melted off the northern peaks of Duskfire -- the air alive with birdsong and chittering forest-dwellers, perfumed with the heady smell of sunshine and loam.

In the northern reaches of the timberland, Imaq was surprised to suddenly come across the scent of blood -- deer blood, she was coming to recognize -- and coyote. Trailing after the scent, it led her to a small clearing where two coyotes fed on a slain doe -- small, likely young, fresh from her mother after this year's season.

Imaq watched the pair for a moment, trying to determine the best way to chase them off from their kill. If she could, it meant more food for Duskfire.