Verdigris Ravine palm

They did not catch the hare. After a minute or two of futilely chasing their prey, S'ari could sense Zoug flagging beside her, slowing down, panting hard. She still had so much energy, could feel the lifeblood of the desert flowing in her veins. But she knew that continuing the chase would be pointless and dangerous. With a sharp sigh, she turned away from the now disappeared hare and agreed to return to the ravine. She still did not understand Zoug's words, but his meaning was clear as he gestured in that direction.

Fine, she said, her voice carrying some level of irritation. Most hunts failed--that was simply the nature of being a carnivore--but it irked her all the same. Still, the thought of wallowing in the shallow water of the ravine beneath the shade of the arches made her a bit happier. They could always try again later.