Spotted Eagle Mountain there's really no way of winning

"Zaa-hira," she looks over to the tree line, batting her eyes and pouting her lip, "and Legend, you and I, we are not all different. Zaa-hira has been lied to and lost her companion? You are travelling? Then," another pause. Perhaps a sniffle of her own came out, but it was not from weeping as Zaahira had been. "We both know betrayal in the presence of Lake. We will compile our livelihoods back- together? Sands are where I am going."

"I know way to sands, if you might follow I? There lies a great big pack."

Though, Lake had not been the traitor. Her wounds did not come from there!

No!

Worse!

Terrible!

NO MONEY FOR WALKING BLIND TOWARDS DEATH PIT!

A deeper frown hits her lip. "I have come searching for a lady. I can not find her!"

Legend figures the 'death pit', or the lake, now might be safer. Maybe she'll stay here to rub it in his stupid steamy face.

Frowning, she bounds hesitantly towards Zaahira and goes to offer an affectionate poke against her cheek. Zaahira understands her. Legend too is overwhelmed with her own emotions, and in Zaahira's grief, she is offering empathy.

It is then, Legend considers, that this lost companion named 'Raven' could have been her runaway.