Verdigris Ravine I swear to God, I saw her howling at the sky

A sudden discover. Ri'zura, on a whim, approached. Was it what she thought? Lengthy vine, dark budding flowers. Nightshade. Yes, she knew it well. 

Careful as she neared, the pale coyote looked to see just how far the vine had grown. This would be a dangerous spot for the tribe, as not many knew of this poisonous existence. S'ari must hear this. But not until Ri'zura knew more.

To her dismay, it did indeed range far, the vines looping between every bush crossing this distance. A small, dissatisfied grunt fell her, ears falling. Had this been a sign? Was the ravine not a good home for the tribe after all?