Verdigris Ravine 'tis time that i fare from you

S'ari started a bit at the coyote's words. She'd half-fallen asleep as she'd laid there, and hadn't noticed him, either. Ah, yes, she said, with a grin, then cleared her throat. The words had come out scratchy. The Desert can be... entrancing, no? She studied the yearling, taking in his pale visage and red tail.

Talisman. S'ari's eyes wandered away from him, thinking. Hmm, she hummed. A portent of a name. What is this one a talisman for, she wonders... Will he bring prosperity, or harm? She brought her wandering gaze back to his face, and grinned and winked to show that she was merely playing with him. It is good to meet this one, she said, with a bow of her head. S'ari is S'ari. She would get up to greet you, but she is still tired and weak from her time spent ill.