Verdigris Ravine palm

S'ari frowned at Zoug's growling stomach, feeling bad that she'd missed that hare. But it was especially hot today, in the middle of summer, in the middle of the desert, and she had to admit that giving up for now was the better option. She watched as Zoug settled down to nap and followed suit, picking her own shallow section of the water to lie down in, with her head farther up out of it, and closed her eyes. She focused on the stillness and the sound of the wind and the buzzing of insects and the trickle of the water. Soon, she, too, was asleep.