Kildeer Rest figure out yer next move boss

Most of what she'd crunched had been bones. Some kind of rodent, she thought. Her tongue was littered with bits of splintered bone and fur, and some feathers, so maybe not all of it was terrestrial; but it was awful, and Indra sputtered around a bit as she tried to cleanse her tongue.

After a few mouthfuls of grass to correct her palate, she realized Colt was somewhere else. He'd drawn away, after a scent or something.

The girl kept low and quieted after that, snaking along to find whatever he'd already begun to stalk. They were nearing the trees and Indra eyed him every few steps, looking for a clue or a cue to run.