Two Eyes Cenote I can only think to say:

Somewhere in the lowlands below, a coyote's song climbed to a high note among the pale clouds. Anselm's ears turned as he fell silent, picking his way down the slope towards the glittering pools in the distance.

There was a stretch of inviting desert before him. Anselm was not used to being afforded such open sightlines -- the flatness and lack of tree cover made it so he could see for hundreds of feet in any direction.

He picked up a trail of bobcat and some other unknown game -- but his destination was the captivating pools, and he would not be distracted.

Unknowingly, S'ari closed the distance behind him.