Shy Deer Steppes Heavens on fire

The night came cold, and soon the coyotes' barks echoed across the foreboding plains. Their bodies faded in the darkness, and only their eyes, glistening in the moonlight, gave away their presence. Akari could see them, peering warily over her, as she follows their trail not far behind. She had learned that following the scavengers usually pays off: there are more noses searching for the same.

And tonight, there was a whiff of abundance in the air.